Stay Young - The Smith Street Band

It meant a lot, it meant more than you’d ever know

We moved apart and in different directions we’ll go

And you made choices, and I’d have never thought any less of you

But with all your education, thought you’d have figured out what I’m trying to

do and…

Some things are bigger than hellfire

Some lives are smaller than most

And I can’t justify an existence spent dancing with a ghost

And we’re gonna get ourselves outta here

So don’t make me feel small

I try as hard as anyone

And don’t make me feel young

It’s just semantics and a matter of months

And if everything we fought for is now a fucking joke

Well at least I’m not the punch line

So get this scribbled on your chest, «A loss that’s shared is a loss felt less,»

And I know we lost something, just can’t think of when or where

And if I knew, I’d meet you there

And I’d say, «I'm sorry,» and that I’m wrong, but how would you understand if

you don’t sing along?

You’ve changed and outgrown, that’s fine I’ll stay young

Because when I die I won’t be old, so let’s take this one out into the cold

If we only get tonight, let’s go out in style