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Jonathan Young feat. Lee Albrecht & Caleb Hyles
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Looking at this photograph Every time I do, it makes me laugh How did our eyes get so red? And what the hell is on Zoey's head? This is where I grew up I think the present owner fixed it up I never knew we ever went without The second floor is hard for sneaking out This is where I went to school Most of the time had better things to do Criminal record says I broke in twice I must have done it half a dozen times I wonder if it's too late Should I go back and try to graduate? Life's better now than it was back then If I was them, I wouldn't let me in Oh, oh, oh, oh, God, I hate Every memory of looking out the backdoor I've got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out that front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Remember the old arcade? Blew every dollar that we ever made The cops hated us hanging out They say somebody went and burned it down We used to listen to the radio And sing along with every song we know We said someday we'd find out how it feels To sing to more than just the steering wheel Kim's the first girl I kissed I was so nervous that I nearly missed She's had a couple of kids since then I haven't seen her since God knows when Oh, oh, oh, oh, God, I hate Every memory of looking out the backdoor I've got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out that front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye I miss that town I miss the faces You can't erase You can't replace it I miss it now I can't believe it So hard to say Too hard to leave it Every memory of looking out the backdoor I've got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out that front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye