Is it so hard to remember,
When we go back to September,
We were,
We were like.
You're a throwback to forever,
In your denim jeans and leather,
Yes you,
Yeah we were like.
All these things that you like to leave behind,
All these things that you like to leave behind.
And if it matters at all,
If it matters at all,
You'll wait until your first time,
You'll wait until there's something wrong.
Cos you'll always be the one who says,
Goodnight, Goodnight, Goodnight.
I'm watching, I'm choking,
As you took a draw back on a cinder,
Hanging limp between your fingers,
We were,
Yeah we were like.
As you passed out as a heart throb,
When you woke up in a day job,
We were,
Yeah we were like,
We were like.
All these things that you like to leave behind,
All these things that you like to leave behind.
And if it matters at all,
If it matters at all,
You'll wait until your first time,
You'll wait until there's something wrong.
Cos you'll always be the one who says,
Goodnight, Goodnight, Goodnight.
And if it matters at all,
If it matters at all,
You'll wait until your first time,
You'll wait until there's something wrong.
If it matters at all,
If it matters at all,
You'll wait until the first time,
You'll wait until there's something wrong.
Cos you'll always be the one who says,
Goodnight, Goodnight, Goodnight,
Goodnight, Goodnight, Goodnight,
Goodnight, Goodnight, Goodnight,
Goodnight, Goodnight.