This vacations useless, these white pills aren't kind

i've given a lot of thought on this thirteen hour drive

I miss the grinded concrete where we sat past eight or nine

and slowly finished laughing in the glow of our headlights
i've given a lot of thought to the nights we used to have

the days have come and gone, our lives went by so fast

I faintly remember breathing, on your bedroom floor

where i laid and told you, but you swear you love me more

do you care if I, don't know what to say

will you sleep tonight, or will you think of me