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