Why, why oh why
Can’t I put it in a bottle with the summer
And a little bit of trouble
I say why, why of why
Can’t I crawl into that photo and that body
I was skinny almost sickly
I could fly down the highway of the past
I wanna crash back, yeah I wanna
Crash back, yeah, crash back
I wanna crash back into youth
Nostalgia, nostalgia
How I love ya and I hate ya
Nostalgia, you’re a traitor
It was perfect then but now it’s heartbreaking
Nostalgia
Why, why oh why
Can’t I put it in a vile, in a needle
I would shoot it in my eye so I could see
Down the highway of the past
I wanna crash back, yeah
Nostalgia, nostalgia
How I love ya and I hate ya
Nostalgia, you’re a traitor
It was perfect then but now it’s heartbreaking
Nostalgia, you’re a scoundrel
You even stole the scent of a candle, oh
Nostalgia, you’re a hoarder
You even stole the chord, the minor four
Nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia
Nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia
What would we do without you?
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