Graffiti bridge, we rolled, we burned We learned to blow that smoke Underneath those bleacher seats Where she showed me the ropes Where I wrapped that '93 Jeep 'round an oak tree Man, my dad was pissed There's a laundry list of things I did I know I won't outlive I couldn't wait to get out Oh, but looking back now
All the good, the bad, the tears, the laughs The bitter and the sweet All the time we lost in parking lots Those memories still run deep It's as part of me as my heartbeat And the ink in this tattoo So here's to everything in the rearview Everything in the rearview
First heard the word at 3rd Street Church Baptized when I was twelve Turned 16 got dad's old keys Found a field and raised some hell My small world stopped when a girl Said those three words back Ain't a thing I'd change about those days Except they went too fast
All the good, the bad, the tears, the laughs The bitter and the sweet All the time we lost in parking lots Those memories still run deep It's as part of me as my heartbeat And the ink in this tattoo So here's to everything in the rearview Everything in the rearview
Here's to the songs that saved me Here's to the streets that made me Here's to the faces I don't see too much no more Yeah, I'm grateful for
All the good, the bad, the tears, the laughs The bitter and the sweet All the time we lost in parking lots Those memories still run deep It's as part of me as my heartbeat And the ink in this tattoo So here's to everything in the rearview Everything in the rearviewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
