Nostalgia

Daddy went to law school and could’ve been an architect
Now he’s turned sixty and wonders where the big dream went
Tucker never said a lot to wash down a little luck
Took it to the ivy’s and never really knew for what

And I’ll, I’ll bite my tongue ten times a day
I swear to God, I might just pray
And I got a lot to lose, so I might as well lose it anyway
And I, I manifested you would leave
So the day you did, I had you beat
Three steps ahead of everything

Lately I wake up feelin’ like: Oh
Where’s does the time go? You never really know
Till you’re standing in the bathroom mirror like: No
Shit, we got so close, hit me fast and slow
Funny thing about nostalgia, it didn’t show up till I lost ya

Ooh-ooh
It didn’t show up till I lost ya
Ooh-ooh

Mama wasn’t raised right, oh, no
All she ever knew was guilt
Little did she know that’s all her kids would ever grow to feel
And every choice leads back to the trade
Every time that I drink, any heart that I break
It’s a truckload of regret and stupid mistakes

And, man, lately I wake up feelin’ like: Oh
Where’s does the time go? You never really know
Till you’re standing in the bathroom mirror like: No
Shit, we got so close, hit me fast and slow
Funny thing about nostalgia, it didn’t show up till I lost ya (oh)

Ooh-ooh
It didn’t show up till I lost ya
Ooh-ooh (no)
It didn’t show up till I lost ya
Ooh-ooh
It didn’t show up till I lost ya
Ooh-ooh

And I’ll, I’ll bite my tongue ten times a day
I swear to God, I might just pray
And I got a lot to lose, so I might as well lose it anyway
And I, I manifested you would leave
So the day you did, I had you beat
Three steps ahead of everything