In and out of intersections in a suburb of St Louis, Misery
In the back seat of your parent's gold Volvo,
we waved to passing cars
and talked about who would win the world series
And now we could care less about baseball
or how much the rookie card is worth
We could care less
Do you remember those days at all?
When we threw it back in their face
All the girls we kissed
and how we thought those days would never end
And here we are today
And now you're getting married
and I'm struggling to find a date
I'm struggling
And all the games we play are the same today as yesterday
The rules have changed
Everything has changed