Goodbye, I guess
It ends like this
I'm just another mess
So long, my friends,
The underground kids
Sure, we're sad, but we're infinite
Could you kiss me like you used to
When we were young
'Cause growing up like this ain't easy
But we're not done
Where will I go
When yesterday is gone
And come this time next year
Will I still be your favorite song?
These nights, these years
We held like flashlights toward the sky
Just waiting for a sign
Old friends, new fears
We watched as our lives passed us by
It's now or nevermind
Is this all we are?
Passing lights and shooting stars
Could you kiss me like you used to
When we were young
'Cause growing up like this ain't easy
But we're not done
Where will I go
When yesterday is gone
And come this time next year
Will I still be your favorite song?
Did I waste my teenage dreams,
Or did they waste me?
I still remember the things I should
The parking lots and all the wish I coulds
Is this all we are?
Passing lights and shooting stars
Could you kiss me like you used to
When we were young
'Cause growing up like this ain't easy
But we're not done
Where will I go
When yesterday is gone
And come this time next year
Will I still be your favorite song?

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