Better Days
Are we wasting time living life
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Days turn to Friday night lights
Fifty yard line
Stadiums screaming
We didn't know then
That we'd grow up thinking
Being young was the best kind of feeling
Cause we keep getting caught
In the way that it was
Is our life nothing more than a pattern
Chasing yearbooks and stories
We're searching for glory
Cause we wanna matter
Are we wasting time living life
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Are we trying to find another high
Escape from reality but we never see
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
Maybe we could have been something
We could have done more
If we didn't settle
For a three car garage
Filled with boxes that cause us
To hold on to what we can't let go
Cause we keep getting caught
In the way that it was
Is our life nothing more than a pattern
Chasing years from a shelf
Cause we can't find ourself
But we still wanna matter
Are we wasting time living life
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Are we trying to find another high
Escape from reality but we never see
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on to better
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Cause we keep getting caught
In the way that it was
Is our life nothing more than a pattern
Chasing years from a shelf
Cause we can't find ourself
But we still wanna matter
Are we wasting time living life
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Are we trying to find another high
Escape from reality but we never see
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on to better
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on to better
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Days turn to Friday night lights
Fifty yard line
Stadiums screaming
We didn't know then
That we'd grow up thinking
Being young was the best kind of feeling
Cause we keep getting caught
In the way that it was
Is our life nothing more than a pattern
Chasing yearbooks and stories
We're searching for glory
Cause we wanna matter
Are we wasting time living life
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Are we trying to find another high
Escape from reality but we never see
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
Maybe we could have been something
We could have done more
If we didn't settle
For a three car garage
Filled with boxes that cause us
To hold on to what we can't let go
Cause we keep getting caught
In the way that it was
Is our life nothing more than a pattern
Chasing years from a shelf
Cause we can't find ourself
But we still wanna matter
Are we wasting time living life
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Are we trying to find another high
Escape from reality but we never see
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on to better
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Cause we keep getting caught
In the way that it was
Is our life nothing more than a pattern
Chasing years from a shelf
Cause we can't find ourself
But we still wanna matter
Are we wasting time living life
Stuck in the memories
All of our tendencies taking us back to
What we thought were better days
Are we trying to find another high
Escape from reality but we never see
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
We're missing the moment
As we hold on to better days
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on to better
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on
Hold, hold on to better
Credits
Writer(s): Brittany Lynn Bookout, Aaron Michael Kellim
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