Lying in our bedroom staring at the ceiling and it's cold now
Thinking about the summer when we saw The Chainsmokers
It was sold out
And the chill in my bones is hurting my soul in the lonely house
It's kinda sad I'm reminiscing when there's no one here to listen
Would you hear me out

If I showed up at your door tonight
Could we smoke a bowl and drink some wine
Could talk about the afterlife, laying on floor
Put on a record like we used to do
The kind of dancing where we barely move
I'll do anything you want me to
I'd do it all
I'm reminiscing you

Driving past the pub that we went to down on Western where the drinks suck
We walked home from the bar cause' we couldn't find the car
We were fucked up
And then we got stoned, laughing all the way home
We were so in love
It's kind of sad I'm reminiscing, wondering if you're even missing me at all

If I showed up at your door tonight
Could we smoke a bowl and drink some wine
Could talk about the afterlife, laying on floor
Put on a record like we used to do
The kind of dancing where we barely move
I'll do anything you want me to
I'd do it all
I'm reminiscing you

If I showed up at your door tonight
Could we smoke a bowl and drink some wine
Could talk about the afterlife, laying on floor
Put on a record like we used to do
The kind of dancing where we barely move
I'll do anything you want me to
I'd do it all
I'm reminiscing you
I'm reminiscing you yeah
I'm reminiscing you