Hey I got a confession
Been losing all momentum
Just because it's easy
That don't make it better (better)
I wanna dig my hands deep down in the dirt
Take a walk along the street if I'm feeling dessert
All of this convenience just doesn't work for me
I want to play with fire, let me get hurt
Can we take it back to '95?
Before we had this drama in our lives
Just staring at a screen every day and night
I miss the rush of living in real life
Go get your DeLorean
Oh, I miss the summers
With you, I never, swipe left or right
Oh, snuck in your window
No friend request, no
Just spent the night (night)
I had to walk right up to your locker
And risk you saying boy just don't bother
I know this all just makes me sound ancient
But sons and daughters
That shit was amazing
Can we take it back to '95?
Before we had this drama in our lives
Just staring at a screen every day and night
I miss the rush of living in real life
Go get your DeLorean
Go get your DeLorean
Yo, what you got in that bag?
Candy cigarettes and a Playboy mag
Man you used to have to work for that (work for that, work for that)
Wait for me gotta dial up
Can't call my landline 'cause it's all tied up
Just bike over then
(Oh, oh, oh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
Can we take it back to '95?
Before we had this drama in our lives
Just staring at a screen every day and night
I miss the rush of living in real life