Peter McPoland - String Lights lyrics

String lights hang off the back porch Just sing like we did on the 4th of July Miss that song And we stole wine and snuck it up stairs And Beau cried on the floor and said I am so scared Of growing up Well maybe I know what it's like And maybe I cry at night And maybe it all might make sense When I've learned to mean what I meant Well everything ends Cheap suits and stale summer air It was me and you Watch the sun climb the stairs And the moon, left us too Out on the balcony breeze blowing Pout for the homecoming queen showing up So fu*ked up Well maybe I know what it's like Maybe I cry at night Maybe it all might make sense When I've learned to mean what I meant Well everything ends Everything ends Everything ends Everything ends Everything ends