| I wish somebody would have told me that
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| Some day, these will be the good old days
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| All the love you won’t forget
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| And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
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| Someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
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| You’ll miss the magic of these good old days
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| I was thinking about the band
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| I was thinking about the fans
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| We were underground
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| Loaded merch in that 12-passenger van
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| In a small club in Minnesota
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| And the snow outside of 1st Ave
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| I just wanted my name in a star
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| Now look at where we at
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| Still growing up, still growing up
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| I’d be laying in my bed and dream about what I’d become
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| Couldn’t wait to get older. |
| couldn’t wait to be someone
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| Now that I’m here, wishing I was still young
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| Those good old days
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| I wish somebody would have told me that
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| That some day, these will be the good old days
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| All the love you won’t forget
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| And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
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| 'Cause someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
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| You’ll miss the magic of the good old days
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| Wish I didn’t think I had the answers
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| Wish I didn’t drink all of that glass first
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| Wish I made it to homecoming
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| Got up the courage to ask her
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| Wish I would’ve gotten out of my shell
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| Wish I put the bottle back on that shelf
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| Wish I wouldn’t have worry about what other people thought
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| And felt comfortable in myself
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| Rooftop open and the stars above
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| Moment frozen, sneaking out, and falling in love
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| Me, you and that futon, we’d just begun
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| On the grass, dreaming, figuring out who I was
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| Those good old days
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| I wish somebody would have told me that
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| That some day, these will be the good old days
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| All the love you won’t forget
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| And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
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| 'Cause someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
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| You’ll miss the magic of the good old days
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| Never thought we’d get old
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| (maybe we’re still young)
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| May we always look back and think
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| (it was better than it was)
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| Maybe these are the moments
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| (Maybe I’ve been missing what it’s about)
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| Been scared of the future, thinking about the past
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| (While missing out on now)
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| We’ve come so far, I guess I’m proud
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| And I ain’t worried about the wrinkles around my smile
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| (I've got some scars)
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| I’ve been around
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| (I've thrown some pain, I’ve seen some things, but I’m here now)
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| Those good old days
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| You don’t know what you’ve got
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| Till it goes, till it’s gone
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| You don’t know what you’ve got
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| Till it goes, till it’s gone
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| I wish somebody would have told me that
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| Some day, these will be the good old days
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| All the love you won’t forget
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| And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
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| Someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
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| You’ll miss the magic of these good old days |