Yelling at the Moon

Silver flasks and walking shoes
I never liked old country tunes
On summer nights when streets were still brand new
Dead oak trees and taco trucks
I hadn't planned on falling in love
I just wanted to be good to you

So give me back my yesterdays
Before you took my heart away
When sunsets still had a golden hue
Most people suck at love but
I'm afraid I've said too much
So forget it, let's keep yelling at the moon

Red wine and marijuana
We can get married if you wanna
There's no rush, let's wait a year or two
Weekend trips and inside jokes
Acting like we're not both broke
No future set, we don't have a clue

I wish I had those yesterdays
Here in my arms you'd lay
As waves crash along the shore so blue
But now you're somewhere else
With a brand new sense of self
And I can't help but be happy for you

Happy tears and well wishes
We broke too many promises
I hope we can see each other soon
Lonely nights and cigarettes
I lost all my winning bets
I should've went all in on you

So here's to future yesterdays
We can look back and say
I'm glad that I ended up with you
Yea, most people suck at love
But I thank the stars above
For the time I shared with you