SAY GOODBYE TO THE HALLS AND THE CLASSES
SAY HELLO TO A JOB AND THE TAXES
AND WEEKENDS WITH OLD FRIENDS SPILLING INTO NINE-TO-FIVE ROUTINE

TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL OVER AND DONE WITH
LIKE YOUR LIFE IS A MAP WITH NO COMPASS
TO GUIDE
AT THE BAR
DRINKING WAY TOO MUCH
WE SING ALONG TO 'FOREVER YOUNG'

SO HERE WE GO AGAIN

WISHING WE COULD START AGAIN

WENDY, RUN AWAY WITH ME
I KNOW I SOUND CRAZY DON'T YOU SEE WHAT YOU DO TO ME
I WANNA BE YOUR LOST BOY, YOUR LAST CHANCE
A BETTER REALITY, YEAH

WENDY, WE COULD GET AWAY
I PROMISE IF YOU'RE WITH ME SAY THE WORD AND WE'LL FIND AWAY
AND I COULD BE YOUR LOST BOY
YOUR LAST CHANCE
YOUR EVERYTHING BETTER PLAN, YEAH
SOMEWHERE IN NEVERLAND

I wish I'd written this song, but All Time Low got there first