Why, why oh why, can´t I put in a bottle with the summer And a little bit of trouble I say why, why oh 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 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 you 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