Lyrics

Some girls always try
To make it hard to leave
Lace your boots up boy
You can’t resole your soul

Think about the past so much
Nostalgia was your favorite crutch
To use to get around
To cut in front of line
To make the feeling stick
To burn your buildings down

Those threads of memories
I pull to get to you
Though little steps I took
Can’t trace them back again

How can you feel regret
For things that haven’t happened yet?
Some girls, they always try
To make you see yourself

Think about the past so much
Nostalgia was your favorite crutch
To use to get around
To cut in front of line
To make the feeling stick
To burn your fucking buildings down