Got what we wished for
Yeah, look at us now
A big old truck, a red brick house, and a mountain view
Well, ain't you proud? Uh
Yeah, we got everything
Checked off our wildest dreams, but to tell the truth
Sometimes I wish I was you
Making paper airplanes
Sippin' on bottled Coke
And too young to buy a Harley
So we put ball cards in our spokes
And I know I can't go back to the way it was before
But more or less
I just miss when less was more, uh
Hey, kid
Oh, you don't know how good you've got it
You find a fiver in your pocket and damn, you're rich
But don't you overthink it
Yeah, the weight of the world will be there waitin'
You miss the shots that you don't take, so take that chance
And steal that kiss, yeah
And keep making paper airplanes
While sippin' on bottled Coke
And 'til you save up for that Harley
Keep putting those ball cards in your spokes
And I know I can't go back to the way it was before
But more or less
I just miss when less was more
A little less hurry
A little more take my time
A little less worry
So today I
Made a paper airplane, yeah
While sippin' on a Coke
And gassed up my old Harley
And just to head on down that road
And I know I can't go back to the way it was before
But more or less
I can live like I did when less was more
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh