D# G7 Do you recall the days at your old place? G# G#m Playing with Troll dolls to scare the kids away D# G7 My closet was a time machine, your's the stage G# G#m I wish we told those little girls they're gonna be okay D# G7 Still picture it all in my mind G# G#m Making the campfire out of broken flashlights D# G7 Jealous of your high tops, 'cause someone stole mine G# Wish somebody would've told me that would be alright Chorus: D# G7 G# My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend D# And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end G7 G# My kind of fun doesn't make any sense D# And my kind of love you won't ever forget G7 G# My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend D# And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end G7 G# My kind of fun doesn't make any sense D# And my kind of love you won't ever forget Do you remember all the cartoons at midnight? Like the one about the crass-humoured French guy And what about you, Mr. Poetry? And what about all that we built in just a couple weeks? Talkin' 'bout all of our fears through a cracked screen Picking little fights over falling asleep I wish you knew I loved you when you knew you loved me Really wish I knew you sooner than my 20s Chorus D# G7 I'm a product of the who's, when's and how's G# Those who let go and those who stuck around D# G7 I wish somebody would've told me I'd be here now G# 'Cause this kind of life is one to sing about (Oh yeah) Chorus My kind of love, you won't ever forget Wish somebody would've told me that we'd be alright | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsD# ![]() G# ![]() G#m ![]() G7 ![]() |