I used to call you on a calling card
Focused on my repertoire
Sober when we needed to drive
Stone drunk otherwise
With your hands in my overcoat
700 in an envelope
And the sun just starting to rise
Let's take the bridge for a prettier drive
Hey now babe how we ever gonna feel satisfied
When we were so good at being so young
And babe when we gonna stop searching for a better life
Cursing all the lucky ones
And now I’m working and you’re waiting it out
Feeling empty as a savings account
With my mind just slipping away
In small talk and Saturdays
And the years are disappearing so fast
Feels like yesterday we cutting class
The girl with the mischievous smile
Let’s get high and drive around for a while
Hey now babe how we ever gonna feel satisfied
When we were so good at being so young
And babe when we gonna stop searching for a better life
Cursing all the lucky ones
So come chase that high with me
To hell with all the things we’re supposed to be
There was a time and a place for a love like ours and baby it ain't right now
Maybe it ain’t right now
Babe it ain’t right now
And babe how we ever gonna feel satisfied
When we were so good at being so young
And babe when we gonna stop searching for a better life
And start living this one
And how we ever gonna feel satisfied
When we were so good at being so young
And babe when we gonna stop searching for a better life
Cursing all the lucky ones