So much harder to be honest With yourself at twenty something Wish I knew what I'm becoming And felt the ground While I was on it Hoping Waiting on a moment Not knowing if it's coming or it's going What if my best days are the days I've left behind? And what if the rest stays the same for all my life? I'm running with my eyes closed, so it goes You live and then you die But the hardest pill to swallow is the meantime Are the best days just the ones that we survive? If I'd known to fuel the fire I would've thrown my arms up higher Would've held on a little tighter 'Cause you don't know a thing you'll miss 'til it's behind you What if my best days are the days I've left behind? And what if the rest stays the same for all my life? I'm running with my eyes closed, so it goes You live and then you die But the hardest pill to swallow is the meantime Are the best days just the ones that we survive? What if my best days are the days I've left behind? And what if the rest stays same for all my life? What if the best days are the days I've left behind? And what if the rest stays the same for all my life?