Simple things

I'm out of touch
While the blacktop's burning up
I'm passing signs
New Jersey on my mind
And there's a hole I can't fill with small talk
Is my name still in the phone book upstairs?
I-I-I

Well, it's long hair and town fairs
It's crazy that I'm not there
It's wide eyes and tan lines
It's never saying goodbye
It's the simple things we had
Now I'll never get them back
Wish I'd known just what I had
I-I-I

I talk too much
When the photo booth is up
And when we touch
Man, I feel like throwing up
Sometimes I can't sit still
Did your mom go sell the treadmill
Laying in the garage?
I-I-I

Well, it's long hair and town fairs
It's crazy that I'm not there
It's wide eyes and tan lines
It's never saying goodbye
It's the simple things we had
Now I'll never get them back
Wish I'd known just what I had, yeah
Oh-oh

I still see it in my mind
Living out our nine-to-fives
No, I'm never going back
A New Jersey state of mind

There's a dream I always have
Where we scream until we laugh
And we laugh until we cry
Always staring at the sky
Used to think the end was near
How the hell'd I end up here?
And to those I love the most
Haven't thought of you in years
Saw your dad across the pond
Guess you finally proved him wrong
Like you knew it all along
Oh-oh