Memories (feat. Tom Messina)

Life's a sandwich I'm living in existential bread Please excuse me, if I keep bringing up the dead Well if living's so easy, why don't you try it? Or take your time, get a house and see if you can buy it Start a riot in the suburbs, set everything on fire And if memory serves, that's likely where you'll retire Funny how Memory works Puts what you love, where it hurts Leaves you groveling in the dirt On some made up Earth Questioning, what it was worth To remember at all Stall in the bathroom, at a bar The backseat of a car I really used to think That I was a superstar Nostalgia intravenous, trying to find reasons To assume that it's safe To drive down memory lane Staying up late Full speed on the highway Feeling the feelings Feeling the feelings Feeling the feelings Feeling the feelings Feeling the feelings of something real Memories, trying to steal Not sure if I want to remember at all