Younger Lungs

Remember back when we used to have Younger lungs and a louder mouth? We cursed out loud after one lonely fact That we knew it wouldn't last I always thought we would be better off Completely gone than completely lost But now the reasons why are becoming a blur So to whom it may concern Every lesson that I've learned All the pages ripped and burned It's the thought that there's a memory And it's starting to come back to me Three streets down and one block over It's where we do it all again Again, again, whoa Three streets down and one block over It's where we do it all again Remember when this was the promised land? Awake at night with no future plan We believed what's lost will always come back But we knew it wouldn't last I kinda thought we would be crossing off The list we'd done, not who we had lost But now the reasons why are becoming a blur So to whom it may concern Every lesson that I've learned All the pages ripped and burned It's the thought that there's a memory And it's starting to come back to me Three streets down and one block over It's where we do it all again Again, again, whoa Three streets down and one block over It's where we do it all again So the story goes You know We drank and smoked our weight in gold If that's a sin, then truth be told So to whom it may concern Hanging onto every word From the point of no return Is the thought that there's a memory And it's starting to come back to me Three streets down and one block over It's where we do it all again Again, again, whoa Three streets down and one block over Three streets down and one block over We go back and do it all again Again, again, whoa Three streets down and one block over Let's go back and do it all again