Tate McRae Nostalgia

Daddy went to law school and coulda been an architect Now he's turnin' sixty and wonders where the big dream went Tucker never said a lot, two eyes down, a little luck Took it to the Ivies and never really knew for what And I, I bite my tongue ten times a day Half swear to God, I might just pray And I got a lot to lose So I might as well lose it anyway And I, I manifested you would leave So the day you did, I had you beat Three steps ahead of everythin' Lately, I wake up feelin' like "Oh, where's the time go?" You never really know 'Til you're standing in the bathroom mirror, like "No, shit, we got so close" Hit me fast and slow Funny thing about nostalgia Didn't show up 'til I lost ya (Ooh-ooh) Didn't show up 'til I lost ya (Ooh-ooh) My ma wasn't raised right, oh, no, all she ever knew was guilt Little did she know that's all her kids would ever grow to feel And every choice leads back to the trait Every time that I drink, any heart that I break It's a truckload of regret and stupid mistakes And, man, lately I wake up feelin' like "Oh, where's the time go?" You never really know 'Til you're standing in the bathroom mirror, like "No, shit, we got so close" Hit me fast and slow Funny thing about nostalgia Didn't show up 'til I lost ya (Ooh-ooh) Didn't show up 'til I lost ya (Ooh-ooh; No) Didn't show up 'til I lost ya (Ooh-ooh) Didn't show up 'til I lost ya, ooh-ooh And now I bite my tongue ten times a day Half swear to God, I might just pray And I got a lot to lose So I might as well lose it anyway And I, I manifested you would leave So the day you did, I had you beat Three steps ahead of everythin'