Pillbox Hill

The sprinklers by your old house made your part of town
Seem a lot classier than you turned out to be

It's getting way too cold to count the Pall Malls on the road
On the walk from my car to your driveway
And we're getting way too old to scream and shout these days are gold
When it's hard to sleep, and harder to wake up

You'll feel like you're floating on this stuff, she said
You'll feel like you're floating on these

And maybe it didn't mean as much to you as it did to me
'Cause you caught a flight, I caught feelings
You skipped town, now I count seasons
Nostalgia kicks in
I'll come down but I probably won't land
Like I did in your parents' van
Like I did in your parents' van

I wish my brain still worked the same way

Now all we say is I miss you
But no, we don't intend to solve the issue
We tend to abuse what it takes to get through
We intended to end it but I got dependent
It wasn't my fault but I should've known better

And maybe it didn't mean as much to you as it did to me
'Cause you caught a flight, I caught feelings
You skipped town, now I count seasons
Nostalgia kicks in
I'll come down but I probably won't land
Like I did in your parents' van
Like I did in your parents' van

I wish my brain still worked
I wish my head still stayed distracted
I hope my mind clears
I wish my thoughts still really mattered

Now all my traits are just coping
And there's no sense in moping around anymore
I need peace of mind, a softer bed
I need something more than opiates
I need something more
I need something more
I need something more

And maybe it didn't mean as much to you as it did to me
'Cause you caught a flight, I caught feelings
You skipped town, now I count seasons
Nostalgia kicks in
I'll come down but I probably won't land
Like I did in your parents' van
Like I did in your parents' van

I wish my brain still worked the same way
I wish my brain still worked the same way
I wish my brain still worked the same way