In the car with adam on the last day of the tour We talk about rebuilding our childhoods Latches pulled off of the doors
I thought about the first girl I kissed Was a girl I wanted to kiss
But not the first girl I wanted to kiss Ya know?
We were barefoot in the mudpath
On the backside of the house
If i was a little older I’d hold your hand And not feel any doubt
I think about the time that I missed Being a kid feeling like this Feeling like I was in an abyss Right now
I think about myself making lists Of how I’m shit
God I can be so relentless
But at least I’m not afraid anymore I think
And I’m dancing in the light
With my friends while “I Will Survive” Plays over the P.A and I look Across the room
I see the girl I want to kiss
But I’m not sure if she wants to kiss

But at least I can ask Without feeling like shit