[Verse]
We'd sit at your place
Sometimes we'd write three or four songs a day
We'd burn a CD
To pass around intellectual property
Cut and paste the cover
Artwork by a friend
Little girls with nets chasing butterflies
[Verse]
All those hours on planes
Thinking how life was so strange
Meet you at night
Queue up for the Japanese Breakfast line
That time Mike lost your pedals
You were so annoyed
You never let him touch your gear again
[Chorus]
We were so young
We were so young
But not that young
We had lifetimes before
We'd sit at your place
Sometimes we'd write three or four songs a day
We'd burn a CD
To pass around intellectual property
Cut and paste the cover
Artwork by a friend
Little girls with nets chasing butterflies
[Verse]
All those hours on planes
Thinking how life was so strange
Meet you at night
Queue up for the Japanese Breakfast line
That time Mike lost your pedals
You were so annoyed
You never let him touch your gear again
[Chorus]
We were so young
We were so young
But not that young
We had lifetimes before
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