apartment402

Two, three
One, two, three, f—

Do you remember?
Apartment 402
Way back then
Where Major Nelson
Awarded all of us our wings
And made us boys into men

Do you remember?
That night we stole from the boogie bar
That wouldn't let us in to dance
Those fifty pounds
Felt like fifty miles
We carried the weight of the world in our hands

Those were the best days of our lives
And the worst of the worst
Yeah, the worst of the worst
'
Cause those were the best days of our lives
And the worst of the worst
Yeah, the worst of the worst

Our first real cigarettes, leaves in the living room
That September was the last time we listened to
Anything that good
The house down the road with the noise complaints
You were smoking a dart when you met my parents
The backyard show we pulled

That time you spilled your bong water
Everybody left 'till it was just the three of us
On the couch, that we built
Thirty-five degrees soaked through the mattress
Wake up to the smell of those fucking pancakes
Give a fuck, love you still

Those were the best days of our lives
And the worst of the worst
Yeah, the worst of the worst
'
Cause those were the best days of our lives
And the worst of the worst
Yeah, the worst of the worst

Well, you never really asked if I'm honest
Where you now? What you do?
It's kinda hard to tell if you want us
If I knew how, you know I would
Thank god
We don't really drink like we used to
We don't really think like we used to
Why's it weird to say that I miss you
Why's it ever weird at all

At all, at all, at all, at all, at all
At all, at all, at all, at all, at all
At all, at all, at all, at all, at all