Think Of You
[Chris Young]
I walk in on Friday nights
Same old bar same burned out lights
Same people and all the same faces
So why the hell does it feel like a different places
Meet my friends for a girlsâ night out
Seems there ainât much to talka bout
Same drinks that weâre all raising
But all of the toasts just donât 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 itâs like they donât how to act
Maybe theyâre like me
And they want us back
Itâs like thereâs always an empty space
Those memories that nobody can erase
Of how bright we burned well now it hurts
But itâs true
When they think of me they think of you
They keep asking how I am
But theyâre really asking where youâve been
I can read between all of the lines
It ainât just us missing all of the times
We were the life of the party
We used to be the ones that they wished they were
But now itâs like they donât how to act
Maybe theyâre like me
And they want us back
Itâs like thereâs always an empty space
Those memories that nobody can erase
Of how bright we burned well now it hurts
But itâs true
When they think of me they think of you
Ainât it funny how a flame lie that
When they think of you
It can burn when itâs in the past
We used to be the life of the party
We used to be the ones that they wished they were
But now itâs like they donât how to act
Maybe theyâre like me
And they want us back
Itâs like thereâs always an empty space
Those memories that nobody can erase
Of how bright we burned well now it hurts
But itâs true
When they think of me they think of you
Oh oh they think of you
When they think of me
Baby
Oh oh oh
When they think of me they think of you