8 Years Old
Back when we were 8 years old, we were the kings of our town
We had a bond so close, with our heads in the clouds
We were all too known, with the neighbors around
And that's the world I call my home
But when your best friend becomes a stranger, and you start to drift apart
I saw you walking down Park Street, and I thought I should pick you up
But we're not 8 years old, we aren't the kings of this town
7 years and I don't know what you've been up to now
I got kids and a wife looking at buying a house
I seen your mom the other day, I heard Daytona's a mom
I took a trip down memory lane last night
Got in my feels, drank too much, stayed up late and I cried
Cause I remember when I told you we'd be best friends for life
And that the days will come and go, but I'll be right by your side
Back when we were 8 years old, we were the kings of our town
We had a bond so close, with our heads in the clouds
We were all too known, with the neighbors around
And that's the world I call my home
But when your best friend becomes a stranger, and you start to drift apart
I saw you walking down Park Street, and I thought I should pick you up
But everything's changed, we're not so close anymore
I got a lot on my plate, I heard you're worse than before
I hope you're trying and working and finally filled a void
And I'm so sorry that I can't be by your side
Like back at 16 and drinking and hanging with the boys
Like all them bonfires and long nights to pass away to time
When we were young, dumb and fucked up, I can't remember why
And I'm so sorry that I went and grew the fuck up
Cause we're not 8 years old, we aren't the kings of this town
And that bond went cold a couple years ago now
We were all too known, with the neighbors around
That's still the world I call my home
But now my best friend is just a stranger
We grew up and grew apart
I see you walking down Park Street, but I'm not gonna pick you up
We had a bond so close, with our heads in the clouds
We were all too known, with the neighbors around
And that's the world I call my home
But when your best friend becomes a stranger, and you start to drift apart
I saw you walking down Park Street, and I thought I should pick you up
But we're not 8 years old, we aren't the kings of this town
7 years and I don't know what you've been up to now
I got kids and a wife looking at buying a house
I seen your mom the other day, I heard Daytona's a mom
I took a trip down memory lane last night
Got in my feels, drank too much, stayed up late and I cried
Cause I remember when I told you we'd be best friends for life
And that the days will come and go, but I'll be right by your side
Back when we were 8 years old, we were the kings of our town
We had a bond so close, with our heads in the clouds
We were all too known, with the neighbors around
And that's the world I call my home
But when your best friend becomes a stranger, and you start to drift apart
I saw you walking down Park Street, and I thought I should pick you up
But everything's changed, we're not so close anymore
I got a lot on my plate, I heard you're worse than before
I hope you're trying and working and finally filled a void
And I'm so sorry that I can't be by your side
Like back at 16 and drinking and hanging with the boys
Like all them bonfires and long nights to pass away to time
When we were young, dumb and fucked up, I can't remember why
And I'm so sorry that I went and grew the fuck up
Cause we're not 8 years old, we aren't the kings of this town
And that bond went cold a couple years ago now
We were all too known, with the neighbors around
That's still the world I call my home
But now my best friend is just a stranger
We grew up and grew apart
I see you walking down Park Street, but I'm not gonna pick you up
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Writer(s): Zac Mullaly
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