I tried to write it off as nothing
But it keeps coming back to me
Like the songs we used to sing
Maybe I could've been better
Maybe I just stayed the same
But it's all the same
All the words lead the way
So I let the moment pass like every other
Like the friends I used to call
I still think about that summer
And how I don't think much at all
I keep telling myself it fine
Just a different kind of lonely now
I guess that's growing up or something
Or maybe I just let you down