Think Of You

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I walk in on Friday nights
Same old bar, same burned out lights
Same people and all the same faces
So why in the hell does it feel like a different place?

Meet my friends for a girls’ night out
Seems there ain’t much to talk about
Same drinks that we’re all raising
But all of the toasts just don’t feel the same

We used to be the life of the party
We used to be the ones that they wished they were
But now it’s like they don’t know how to act
Maybe they’re like me and they want us back
It’s like there’s always an empty space
Those memories that nobody can erase