Conversations at the Shore

I talked to my friend, yeah We went to the shore We talked about our friends, and We weren't so sure This life we all have, it's Yeah it's too short We're pulling away from each other And there's no cure This ain't 2015, yeah No more All of our friends are heading out the door I can't seem to relate to them And it's shaken me to my core So I guess all of our memories are going in the drawer Stuffed in the drawer Yeah, stuffed in the drawer