Lying in our bedroom staring at the ceiling and it's cold now Thinking about the summer when we saw The Chainsmokers It was sold out And the chill in my bones is hurting my soul in the lonely house It's kinda sad I'm reminiscing when there's no one here to listen Would you hear me out If I showed up at your door tonight Could we smoke a bowl and drink some wine Could talk about the afterlife, laying on floor Put on a record like we used to do The kind of dancing where we barely move I'll do anything you want me to I'd do it all I'm reminiscing you Driving past the pub that we went to down on Western where the drinks suck We walked home from the bar cause' we couldn't find the car We were fucked up And then we got stoned, laughing all the way home We were so in love It's kind of sad I'm reminiscing, wondering if you're even missing me at all If I showed up at your door tonight Could we smoke a bowl and drink some wine Could talk about the afterlife, laying on floor Put on a record like we used to do The kind of dancing where we barely move I'll do anything you want me to I'd do it all I'm reminiscing you If I showed up at your door tonight Could we smoke a bowl and drink some wine Could talk about the afterlife, laying on floor Put on a record like we used to do The kind of dancing where we barely move I'll do anything you want me to I'd do it all I'm reminiscing you I'm reminiscing you yeah I'm reminiscing you