Is it cruel to pursue ya
If I make it half the night?
I'm a joke, but I fool ya
Into thinking love is blind

Lost souls
Lose to live
My body
Your teeth and lips
I remember
The taste of it

When we were younger
When we were younger back then

Chevrolet, down our market
Where the parking garage was home
Used to wait half an hour
By your mom's house on my phone

Lost soul
Lost souls
Lose to live
My body
Your teeth and lips
I remember
The taste of it

When we were younger
When we were younger back then

If you stayed where you are in the makeshift present
I could greet you in arms with a strange affection
I could take what we have and make it familiar too

If you lay the foundation for a brief extension
A framework to deal with the kind of pension
Or retirement from all the upkeep that kept us down

Lost soul
Lost souls
Lose to live
My body
Your teeth and lips
I remember
The taste of it

When we were younger
When we were younger back then

When we were younger
When we were younger back then