There's a booth at the bar in the mall crosstown

A juke box hogged by the hometown crowd

And a table in the corner where I sit with my brothers

There's a game that we play, where you toss a ring

And make bets if you catch the hook with the string

And I think about the future where

the states are what divide each other

Where we go there ain't no exit signs

Life is short but still it takes some time

Yeah you live and love and lose

and that's the consequence of being alive

From a one car garage in a tourist town

Where the neighbors complain when we got too loud

I wouldn't trade it for the world

I wouldn't trade those days for any other

And there's a force that they call love

It's a pain, it's a deep cut

But it's all that you will ever need

It'll hold you while you

Cry in the hot tub

Throwing a tantrum, screaming

Boys I hope you never leave

Where we go there ain't no exit signs

Life is short but still it takes some time

Yeah you live and love and lose

and that's the consequence of being alive

The past can be romanticized

But life is long and there's no second tries

Yeah you live and love and lose

and that's the consequence of being alive

In the night, when our eyes close

When the years slow our tempo

I won't wish for better days

Burn the light, watch the time go

Same old Moon from different time zones

These are those glory days, you are my Glory day

Brother drive to the grapevine

Brother run to the state-line

Brother I won't forget our glory days

Brother I won't forget our glory days