I miss us doubting our lives Equally cynical Equally messed up in a variety of ways I miss my self destruction it's the only thing that suited me Rarely on the ground You never hated me enough I'd take my dreams back Anyway We're so young so naive They say "be kind towards yourself" But how can I be kind to someone who's treated me so badly I'm stuck with feeling like I've met everyone worth meeting Worth my time To touch To fall for again I'd like our first summer back Anyway We're so young so naive We never mattered We were never an if We were only a when We were never an if And I dreaded our when I'd take my dreams back Anyway We were so young so naive We were never an if We were only a when We were never an if So when?