Just the Way (feat. Bryce Vine) - Parmalee

It's getting colder now that your not around No holiday without you New York so pretty when the snow hits the ground I miss those winters with you Maybe it's too much to ask for Missing your feet on the dashboard Running through pages of passports Without you Now I'm alone by the fireplace Thinking about how it all changed This is the season of heartbreaks Without you No more mistletoe, ugly sweaters, bad cologne No more deck the halls in this place we called a home An attic full of baggage I pretend that I'll unpack There's something 'bout the holidays that makes me want you back Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo-oo Got everything I want last Christmas This year there's a couple things missing You're the only thing left on my wish list These nights I'm reminiscing Back when your green eyes shined brighter than the tree And we watched home alone high until we fell asleep Maybe it's too much to ask for Missing your feet on the dashboard Running through pages of passports Without you Now I'm alone by the fireplace Thinking about how it all changed This is the season of heartbreaks Without you No more mistletoe, ugly sweaters, bad cologne No more deck the halls in this place we called a home An attic full of baggage I pretend that I'll unpack There's something 'bout the holidays that make me want you back Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo-oo Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo-oo No more mistletoe, ugly sweaters, bad cologne No more deck the halls in this place we called a home An attic full of baggage I pretend that I'll unpack There's something 'bout the holidays that make me want you back Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo-oo Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo-oo There's something 'bout the holidays that make me want you back

All I see outside is problems I've been hidin' in my room I don't think I'm gonna solve 'em But I can try, you know I do I keep my distance from the phone lines I just found out it's Saturday Picked my guitar up for the first time, in months Forgot how much I love to play And all my friends tell me I'm so bad with faces I think I've seen too many Been to far away places Got stamps I don't remember From two-hour vacations I'm too good at complainin' Considerin' everything 'Cause I'm not one to turn on a blind eye There's things I should acknowledge And take responsibility for Feel like I might die Every time I walk out the door All I see outside is problems I hope they're mostly gone by June Yeah, all I see these days is problems But my favorite one is you Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh 'Cause I'm not one to turn on a blind eye There's things I should acknowledge And take responsibility for Feel like I might die Every time I walk out there door All I see outside is problems I've been hidin' in my room I don't think I'm gonna solve 'em But I can try, you know I do (Bet you know I do) All I see outside is problems I hope they're mostly gone by June Yeah, all I see these days is problems But my favorite one is you Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Okay I know it's been a minute since we come along The old house you were livin' in is now a synagogue Opa, the hardest part of growin' is the lack of a choice (Yeah) I rolled past that old bowling alley but now it's a vance Rolled past the O'Malley house and the family is gone It's cold now but I'm highly evolved So I don't feel the cold in the car I stopped two blocks from the high school lot On the corner every mornin' where Denae got dropped Pretty broad, mama caught up on the PTA Sneaker off, ditch your class and go to CPK But it's A, okay Still a markin' from the tires, where my old car crashed Metal, glass, burnin' rubber on my old car dashed My boy sleep in the back God damn it another panic from your blow hard dad Fuck around in the back of a Jeep Run amok in the street Follow wakin' in the passenger seat, all aboard That ship don't sail like it did anymore so We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright Well it's been so long and you're still so neat Hair still shinin' and you smell so clean Romance those days when you passed back Looks to me on horn-rimmed shades in advanced class books Walked my way in a plaid green skirt Hide that stain on my band t-shirt My friends all laughed when you grabbed my hand Had young love and I lost that chance Man, oh man, how the years slipped by me? Hop off the page with the devil behind me, oh Good fuckin' work Another ten years at the tip of the iceberg We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright Okay I know it's been a minute since we come along The old house you were livin' in is now a cinema I'm not growin' by decision or lack of a choice, yeah But I remember the smoke blaze and aimin' the stars Still remember the drunk fights that gave me the scars, all aboard That ship don't sail like it did anymore so We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright Just say We might be better off for all those Bruises and the scars The times we missed the mark That made me feel We're goin' back to the fire side It's been a long time but we're alright

(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back to nostalgia) (Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back) Last night I had a dream Shit was crazy vivid like a memory Rollin' up the covers of a magazine Smokin' in your parents' whip with salmon seats Lit like we were 17 Green Day on the radio, drivin' with nowhere to go Friday watchin' Friday, had it my way, I would never grow up We were young and we were dumb and in love (Young, dumb, and in love) Yeah, yeah, yeah, makin' out in the livin' room Yeah, yeah, yeah, sneakin' out never difficult Cold outside, skinny dippin' in a swimmin' pool Life's so wild, been a while Since I put my fuckin' phone down and slowed down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back, the nostalgia, yeah Let me put my fuckin' phone down and slow it down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia I miss bein' broke, I miss that vanilla in my Coke Colors in my head, I get philosophic when I smoke I should probably hit this party, get it poppin' 'cause I don't Do this often like I used to back when Luda had a 'fro (Yeah, yeah, yeah) makin' out in the livin' room (Yeah, yeah, yeah) sneakin' out never difficult Cold outside, skinny dippin' in a swimmin' pool Life's so wild, been a while Since I put my fuckin' phone down and slowed down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back, the nostalgia, yeah Let me put my fuckin' phone down and slow it down I don't wanna be alone now, not now Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia (Run it, run it back, run it back to nostalgia) (Run it, run it back, run it back, back, back) Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia (Run it back, back, back, back) (Run it, run it back, run it back to nostalgia) (Run it, run it back, run it back) (Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia)