Sitting on the curb in the Sonic parking lot Mixtape play out the speakers on that old ragtop Hang out, make out, couldn't be better Wrap me up in your varsity leather Only worry in the world was don't get caught [?] on bigger dreams We were flying way too fast Need a teenage time machine I wish we could go back Yeah, those days were gold Tell me how we let 'em go It was beautiful And we should've took it slow Always up to something, something Couldn't tell us nothing, nothing Guess that's just how it goes Too cool to care, too young to know Took a slow drive down that old hometown street Now there's a, street mall in the field where we used to meet They said we'd be friends forever Left it all here last September Somehow we became our memories [?] on bigger dreams We were flying way too fast Need a teenage time machine I know I can't go back Yeah, those days were gold Tell me how we let 'em go It was beautiful And we should've took it slow Always up to something, something Couldn't tell us nothing, nothing Guess that's just how it goes Too cool to care, too young to know Yeah, those days were gold It was beautiful... Yeah, those days were gold Tell me how we let 'em go It was beautiful And we should've took it slow Always up to something, something Couldn't tell us nothing, nothing Guess that's just how it goes Too cool to care, too young to know Too cool to care, too young to know Too cool to care, too young to know Too cool to care, too young to know