Breakwater, Saturdays
It's a maze kids wander, taking it day by day
Don't bother
Every summer must come to an end
White Mountain is the place to be
Down by the water fountain
Facing our dreams
Bind the seams of all our friendships
I've got lighter pockets, and much less hair now
I had no idea
Still don't have a clue
About what I've done
Or what I'm supposed to do
Couch surfing
Leanding a hand to some friends
No one's perfect
How it demanded to end
Now it's dead (Beat it dead)
That's okay (It's okay)
I'm not mad (Yes, I am)
Pack the truck up, We're moving away
Everybody shut the fuck up
I'm taking it day by day
Anyway, I don't care what they say
About best days of your life
I had no idea
Still don't have a clue
About what I've done
Or what I'm supposed to do
Days of sun, taking trips down on the 501
Ain't it fun to have been so care free and so young
Still have no idea
About what I've done or what I'm supposed to do
I had no idea
Still don't have a clue
About what I've done
Or what I'm supposed to do