Another night in a smoky diner haze
Silence among friends
Silence between distractions
Another night of hard looks between tables
That never amount to a goddamned thing
A penny's worth of wasted days
A slow dance with the same old ghosts
We used to see shapes in the clouds
And now we just see the oncoming rain

Who said those were the best days of our lives?

Maybe we didn't lose it
Maybe it just blended in with the background
Evading our eyes like dead patriots
And magicians for hire
Latin for lucky

No need to fix what you've broken
In a way you've made my day
Who said those were the best days of our lives