Switching looks back and forth,
Like this is gonna get better real soon
We don't know if we believe it,
But we were never ones to doubt each other's eyes

We smile a lot
Knowing fair well that a wave is coming real soon
There's no way to tell what years ahead can hold in store

So kick down the door,
I hate those shallow pointless barriers
Kick down the door,
And we'll run right through
Kick down the door,
I hate those shallow pointless barriers

There's plenty of room for your pointless filing inside
Of those shallow empty halls
I'm not sure what we have to offer,
But I'll stay positive in knowing we offer what we have

And soon I can say that there's no more mumbling
And promising is like a marriage to words
In these eyes there's incentive,
Every utter word is packed with pungent certainty

And we'll wake every day with something to prove,
Knowing we don't have to prove anything to anyone
And I get old I hope I can look back and say,
Those were the days
And I get old I hope I can look back and say,
Those were the days