So I'll be taking the first plane
Back to Chicago
Where all my friends stay the same
Nobody's going away
so much better 3 years ago
When my dreams
They still made sense to me
Before the west coast
Got the best of me
Nobody's saving the best years for last
Nobody's saving the best years
Things don't get better when you leave
Cause we all break eventually
You try to move on
But we can't move on
You've built this place that you call home
You've got your memories set in stone
But somewhere down the line
Someone will tear it down
We all settle for saying
We'll be back in the summer
I'll see you this time next year
Talk yourself out of regret
With your palms covered in sweat
Until you find your way back here
So I'll be taking the first plane
Back to Chicago
Make my way out of LA
Nobody's staying the same
So much better 3 years ago
When my dreams they still
made sense to me
Before the west coast
Got the Best of me
Nobody's saving the best years for last
Nobody's saving the best years
Things don't get better when you leave
Cause we all break eventually
You tried to move on
But we can't move on
And you built this place
That you call home
You've got your memories set in stone
(And you can't move on)
Nobody's saving the best years