Scroll through my memories, spent half a day On a flick of you just to remember the taste Found a picture with Benny outside his old place Oh I looked so much better then, what's with my face? Am I holding on too tight? Will I ever be alright? Waiting on one more lookaround Waiting on one more lookaround Now I walk in worn circles and talk in clichés So much truth i never listened to way back in my day I ain't gotten much older, 19 and change But somehow my wires are all rearranged Am i holding on too tight? Will i ever be alright? Waiting on one more lookaround Waiting on one more lookaround Scroll through my memories, spent half a day On a flick of you just to remember the taste