Stuck On the Ground

I know a road we can go down A place that feels un-found A place you've never been From a place you never left And I'm singing in this run down bar With rusty dreams and an old guitar Just wondering where the hell you might have gone We can act like our worlds are still the same Like nothings ever, really changed Lets pretend that we're still kids Caught up in the mess we're in Telling stories feeling 16 again Thank God we don't need fake Id's We have plenty of nicotine It was more fun sneaking it around No I'm not stuck in the past Just stuck on the ground Well I don't blame you for skipping town I was chasin you and you were chasing down All the dreams that you couldn't bare to lose We Jumped on trains and climbed or roofs Consequences had no rule We never learned on our first mistake But those rooftops without you don't feel the same Let's climb on up, and relive those glory days Well lets pretend that we're still kids Caught up in the mess we're in Telling stories feeling 16 again Thank God we don't need fake Id's We have plenty of nicotine It was more fun sneaking it around No I'm not stuck in the past Just stuck on the ground And I know tonight, that you're just passing through You left town but the town never left you Well lets pretend that we're still kids, caught up in the mess we're in Telling stories feeling 16 again Thank God we don't need fake Id's We have plenty of nicotine It was more fun sneaking in it around No I'm not stuck in the past But while you were way up in the clouds I'm stuck on the ground And I'm singing in this run down bar, with rusty dreams and an old guitar