Where the hell are all my friends
We used to live for the weekends
We don't live twice just let that sink in
I said where the hell are the good old days
The days we didn't need a stage
Just to have a room that's full of fakes
Oh I hope for the best
I prepare for the worst
If you were in my shoes
You would know you would know how it felt
You're always there for the highs and never for the lows
You always focus on my cons and never on my pros
You've got to keep the dream alive or else it will die
I long for the simple days when things were less contrived
Oh I hope for the best
I prepare for the worst
If you were in my shoes you would know you would know how it felt
And I don't know how yeah I don't know how
We're gonna make it through this gonna make it through this
Oh I don't know how oh I don't know how
We're gonna make it through this
Gonna make it through
Oh I hope for the best
I prepare for the worst
If you were in my shoes you would know you would know how it felt
You would know you would know how it felt
