2:38

Couple hundred dollars in my pocket

Couple thousand miles from home

Pulled up with everything we owned

But no place to go

Found ourselves a small apartment

Just a place to make our beds

Wrote down every thought that I ever had

Played guitar till my fingers bled

And we knew the stakes were high

Some days we laughed, some days we cried

Chasing dreams and wasting time

These were the best days of our lives

It's 2:38 in the morning

No clarity in my mind

If I could regulate all the chemicals

Maybe I could get some sleep at night

Working 9 to 5 just to pass the time

And pay all the debts that I owe

Bear my days and grin

What I wouldn't give to hear our song on the radio

And we knew the stakes were high

Some days we laughed, some days we cried

Chasing dreams and wasting time

These were the best days of our lives

And the times that I recall

Where we had nothing at all

Writing songs with my best friends

This is how the story begins

It's not the destination that you're looking for

The journey never ends, but we must carry the torch

The notes from my fingers, the words from my mouth

The songs write me as they please, not the other way around

It's not the destination that you're looking for

(Is it worth it? Would you change it? Would you do it over if you could?)

The journey never ends, but we must carry the torch

(There's a feeling that you have when you do much more than you thought you would)

The notes from my fingers, the words from my mouth

(Now the [?] spark from underneath your feet)

The songs write me as they please, not the other way around

(Never hold back, never give in, [?])

And we knew the stakes were high

Some days we laughed, some days we cried

Chasing dreams and wasting time

These were the best days of our lives