Lyrics
I hope they talk about how we grew up together
How we laughed big and lived a little louder
They better mention our walks to Every Day's a Sundae
Not all the mistakes I made in the seventh grade
Don't mention the
Boy fights, white lies, red eyes, he's mine
Tongue dry, you're high from chasing his truck tires
In my dreams it's scary, running, heavy
drinking at eighteen, this is the teenage dream
They better not talk about all of our boy drama
How he was yours and she took him away
They better say how we found her, and now she makes my day
'Cause she laughs and cries and tells us how Jesus cured her pain
Don't mention the
Boy fights, white lies, red eyes, he's mine
Tongue dry, you're high from chasing his truck tires
In my dreams it's scary, running, heavy
drinking at eighteen, this is the teenage dream
We survived, we survived
We survived this age
Tell my mom, tell your mom
We did it, graduated
Don't mention the
Boy fights, white lies, red eyes, he's mine
Tongue dry, you're high from chasing his truck tires
In my dreams it's scary, running, heavy
drinking at eighteen, this is the teenage dream