Yeah your mom dropped us off at the Park Plaza mall
Twenty bucks in our hand me down purses
Making eyes at the boys way too nervous to talk
Only had an hour or two but it was worth it
Spent our last five dollars on those cheap silver chains
You took the best, and I took the friends
Yeah we wore those things damn near every single day
We thought those words would never fade
Now I’m cleaning out my childhood room
And thirteen’s creeping up on thirty two
That necklace is still hanging where it was
No I didn’t lose that but I lost track of us
We grew, and we moved, and we drifted apart,
But I’m still holding on to half a broken heart
I don’t know where you are but I know how you laugh
And I can’t tell you the last time I heard it
Holding this in my hand is like a link to the past
And we’re back, in my dads, Pontiac,
Our tank tops were layered, trading lip smacker flavors
Now I’m cleaning out my childhood room
And thirteen’s creeping up on thirty two
That necklace is still hanging where it was
No I didn’t lose that but I lost track of us
We grew, and we moved, and we drifted apart,
But I’m still holding on to half a broken heart
Yeah I know things will never be the same, but I
Can’t bring myself to throw it away
Now I’m cleaning out my childhood room
And thirteen’s creeping up on thirty two
Yeah that necklace is still hanging where it was
No I didn’t lose that but I lost track of us
We grew, and we moved, and we drifted apart,
But I’m still holding on to half a broken heart
and I hope that wherever you are, you’re happy and still holding onto half a broken heart