Back porch, black & milds
I heard you crying
I could have asked why
But I stayed silent

Let's just sit down in a small town
I want to rewind to that
Bad fight from the last night
That we were almost
We were almost friends
We were almost friends

Feels like fallout
Floating in the air
It's not that you're mad
It's that you just don't care

Let's just sit down in a small town
I want to rewind to that
Bad fight from the last night
That we were almost
Always almost friends
We were almost friends

Building, burning bridges to you x3
Building, burning, build and burn
Building, burning bridges to you x4

Sit down in a small town
I want to rewind to that
Bad fight from the last night
That we were almost
Always almost

Sit down in a small town
I want to rewind to that
Bad fight from the last night
That we were almost
Always almost friends x3
We were almost friends
Always almost friends
(Building, burning bridges to you x3
Building, burning, build and burn)