Where the hell are all my friends

We used to live for the weekends

We don't live twice just let that sink in

I said where the hell are the good old days

The days we didn't need a stage

Just to have a room that's full of fakes

Oh I hope for the best

I prepare for the worst

If you were in my shoes

You would know you would know how it felt

You're always there for the highs and never for the lows

You always focus on my cons and never on my pros

You've got to keep the dream alive or else it will die

I long for the simple days when things were less contrived

Oh I hope for the best

I prepare for the worst

If you were in my shoes you would know you would know how it felt

And I don't know how yeah I don't know how

We're gonna make it through this gonna make it through this

Oh I don't know how oh I don't know how

We're gonna make it through this

Gonna make it through

Oh I hope for the best

I prepare for the worst

If you were in my shoes you would know you would know how it felt

You would know you would know how it felt