Name That Thing - Chumped

You drove us home

And I believed you

When you said that you were fine

But still I watched you

In the rearview

'Till you hit the New York skyline

And we drank and we talked shit and I was happy

Tried so desperately to hold on to the feeling

Of being young, and being sure, and being lucky

'Cause I get down, and it’s so easy to feel nothing

The night closed in around us as you sang about a girl

Did you love her?

It doesn’t matter

Because our lungs are filled with air we’ve never breathed before

And it’s so fucking cold it hurts

We’ll leave it all behind us

In this basement in Rhode Island

And we drank and we talked shit and I was happy

Tried so desperately to hold on to the feeling

Of being young, and being sure, and being lucky

'Cause I get down, and it’s so easy to feel nothing

Hey, whoa

Hey, whoa

And we drank and we talked shit and I was happy

Tried so desperately to hold on to the feeling

Of being young, and being sure, and being lucky

'Cause I get down, and it’s so easy to feel nothing

And we drank and we talked shit and I was happy

And we drank and we talked shit and I was happy

And we drank and we talked shit and I was happy

And we drank and we talked shit and I was happy