Another Round

How is it that last year I was sitting
In a sea of red and black
Watching footballs be snapped
In a place I thought would always last

How is it that last year I was sipping
Whiskey out every night
Having the time of my life
But now I won't stay out past nine

When did the fire meet my notes
And everyone I know turned and gave a toast
When did the town that I know most
Turn into another one of my ghosts

The bartender can still give me
Another round of shots or any drink I need but
They can't give me another round
Of this town

How is it that I already work a 9 to 5
The start of the rest of my life
Thought it would be cool not being in school
Take me back in time
Sing me a lullaby
Tuck me in at night

Cuz when did I outgrow all my clothes
And throw away my crowns from those Disney shows
When did the moments I held close
Fade into nothing more than some smoke

The bartender can still give me
Another round of shots or any drink I need but
They can't give me another round
Of this town

This town

And how was I supposed to know
That I'd be missing the glow that's dimming
And how am I supposed to go on
While reminiscing, there's just no winning

And how was I supposed to know
That I'd be missing the glow that's dimming
And how am I supposed to go on
While reminiscing
There's just no winning

West Broad Street can still give me
Another round of fun when I'm visiting
And Sanford Stadium gives me
Another round of football on the screen

The bartender can still give me
Another round of shots or any drink I need but
They can't give me another round
Of this town

This town

This town