CDs in my portable player make me miss the band I loved A piece of paper in my pocket They come when I least expect Bye bye, A little pleasure My life is not stuck in it Bye bye A little nostalgia I miss all of you Posters on the wall of your bedroom make me miss the bands we loved The room you left remains the same 'cause those days never come back again Boring time comes when my phone dies though I didn't even care Things I take for granted turn into pockets full of memories Bye bye, A little pleasure My life is not stuck in it Bye bye A little nostalgia I miss all of you bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, I miss all of you