​String Lights Letra - Peter McPoland

String lights hang off the back porch

Just sing like we did on the 4th of July

Miss that song

And we stole wine and snuck it up stairs

And Beau cried on the floor and said I am so scared

Of growing up

Well maybe I know what it's like

And maybe I cry at night

Maybe it all might make sense

When I’ve learned to mean what I meant

Well everything ends

Cheap suits and stale summer air

It was me and you

Watch the sun climb up the stairs

And the moon, left us too

Out on the balcony breeze blowing

Pout for the homecoming queen showing up

So fucked up

Maybe I know what it's like

Maybe I cry at night

Maybe it all might make sense

When I’ve learned to mean what l meant

Well everything ends

Everything ends

Everything ends

Everything ends

Everything ends