Remember the days when our boards were wide and fast.
The future seemed so promising but your convictions didn't last.
I won't forget what these holes in my jeans mean.
You traded them in along with our dreams.

It's so sad, I'll never understand why.
You try to forget those days gone by.
Your adult crash put our youth to an end.
These holes in my heart may never mend.

We were sixteen years old and didn't give a fuck.
Broke all the rules and always pushed our luck.
Skating until dawn always felt so right.
But now you work all day so you can drink all night.

Adult crash, grew up too fast.

What you call growing up I call burning out.
It seems you forgot what being young is all about.