Chordyes

Used To Be

Used To Be Lyrics by Steve Darcy

Verse 1 I’m Pulling Out The High School Jersey From The Bottom Shelf. Staring At The Mirror, Barely Recognizing Myself. I Used To Look Straight Forward, Running Down A Vision Lane. Now I’m Turning Backwards Just To Numb The Daily Pain. I Caught Myself Repeating Stories At The Bar Last Night. About The Touchdown Pass I Threw Beneath The Friday Lights. The Younger Guys Were Nodding, Looking At Their Phones Instead. While Every Play Was Looping Like A Movie In My Head. Chorus How Did I Become A Slave To Everything That Used To Be? Trading All My Tomorrows Just To Buy A Memory. When Did All My Living Shift From "Going To" To "Way Back When"? Chasing After Shadows That Will Never Come Again. I Used To Ride The Future, Now I’m Begging It To Wait. Trapped Inside The Stories Of A Man I Used To Hate. Verse 2 My Hands Are Getting Calloused From A Job That Pays The Rent. My Calendar Is Crowded With The Time That I Already Spent. It’s Safer On The Sideline Where The Pressure Isn't Real. It’s Easier To Recollect Than It Is To Try To Feel. So I Bring Up That Summer That We Drove Down To The Coast. And I Raise Up Another Glass To Toast A Living Ghost. Chorus How Did I Become A Slave To Everything That Used To Be? Trading All My Tomorrows Just To Buy A Memory. When Did All My Living Shift From "Going To" To "Way Back When"? Chasing After Shadows That Will Never Come Again. I Used To Ride The Future, Now I’m Begging It To Wait. Trapped Inside The Stories Of A Man I Used To Hate. Bridge The Scary Truth Is Standing Right In Front Of Me Today. It Hurts To Build A Brand New Life When Old Ones Fade Away. It’s Easier To Talk About The Things I Already Won. Than To Face The Quiet Terror Of The Things I Haven't Done. Guitar Solo Chorus How Did I Become A Slave To Everything That Used To Be? Trading All My Tomorrows Just To Buy A Memory. When Did All My Living Shift From "Going To" To "Way Back When"? Chasing After Shadows That Will Never Come Again. I Used To Ride The Future, Now I’m Begging It To Wait. Trapped Inside The Stories Of A Man I Used To Hate.