the grass is greener on my side 

its growing taller everyday 

I'm getting higher and higher and higher 

this what I want 

still notice what you do 

and now I start to miss 

all the things that I used to do 

used to do with you 



never have that time again 

adolescent teenage friends 

trips all the time down the road 

among ourselves we feel alone 

cant go to parties 

cant go to shows 

elevated feelings of woe 

were moving ahead 

we don't dare stop 

when will that record drop? 



its hard to keep your good friends 

your never around to play 

I hate waking up in hotel rooms 

its not what I want 

in the end its all worth it 

but the path is surely long 

justification for the means 

this is what I want 



never have that time again 

adolescent teenage friends 

trips all the time down the road 

among ourselves we feel alone 

cant go to parties 

cant go to shows 

elevated feelings of woe 

were moving ahead 

we don't dare stop 

when will that record drop? 



squeezing the past 

and walking through the grass 

we're loading up the truck 

I don't give a fuck 

everything is for ourselves 

shifting into drive is how we stay alive 

we're moving to the top 

hoping we don't drop 

this is what we do 

everything is for ourselves 

squeeze the past