Not gonna say I've been okay Haven't been okay without you Sorry, it's late, are you awake? It's been eighty-seven days without you
Those weekends on the lake on top each other Freckles on your face from spring and summer
Going way, way back Way, way back Going way, way back Way, way back
Getting real drunk off of stale wine Hoping I'll erase your face off my pillow I've said a lot, maybe too much You know how I fuck it up
Those weekends at the beach made me feel ugly But now all I can see is how you loved me
Going way, way back Way, way back Going way, way back Way, way back
Won't you take me back To summer '09 and slow dance fights? I just wanna make it right It was love at first sight, Jesus Christ I could have been your wife
We've been making some memories with a lot of regret Not a storybook ending, but I'm fine with that We've got so many reasons to push it away Can we go back to zero? Can we go back? Back, back, back, back Back, back, back, back Back, back, back, back Back, back, back, back
Won't you take me back? Back, back, back, back Back, back, back, back Won't you take me back? Back, back, back, back Back, back, back, back
Compositores: AJ Michalka, Aly Michalka, Meija, Ryan Spraker, Stephen Ringer & Yves Rothman