This seems so sad, so disjointed, so broken beyond repair So here's to looking back, looking back to when we were so young and scared (scared to become like this) Finding comfort in bottles while we were out of step Now everyone I know walks in time Changes seem harder the more I age and the more I stay the same Maybe everyone is thinking the same thing and I'm the one in a different place Changes seem harder the more I age and the more I stay the same Maybe everyone is thinking the same thing and I'm the one in a different place