Slow dance my and my nervous hands
You and your empty plans
Did we even like eachother?
Sixteen
Everything was highschool teams
Dreaming of a rivalry
I think died and came back another

Violet sky
Hold me tighter
Feel my fire slip into your lungs
Wandering eyes chasing after
Pull me backwards like the morning sun

Slow clap from the back of the class
I cry when I laugh
I laugh when I think about the past
Do you? Do you laugh too?
Cause all these coffee shops are looking like graveyards
All my friends got married to a day job

Violet sky
Hold me tighter
Feel my fire slip into your lungs
Wandering eyes chasing after
Pull me backwards like the morning sun

I was in the backseat
Singing Sierra Leone
You were taking side streets
Looking for somewhere to smoke.

Just a couple kids going in with nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go