Meet me by seven at the corner of the street
Stop by some hot bread as we walk down and eat
Hopping over rocks and dirty puddles for a few more blocks
Running past the guard who gives that funny look
And then we get to school, sit across the room
Glancing over inside jokes, we don't need to say a word
And when we say goodbye to our classmates
We walk down the same old rugged street
Humming songs on repeat
But a little over three years after things changed a bit
Lived under the same roof, but it never felt the same
Slept a meter apart, but miles away at heart
Cause we're only good as walking down that old rugged street
Waking up to lengthy lectures, silence in the afternoon
Passive aggressive evenings and gloomy midnight tunes
From laughing over
Silly jokes to arguments in our seats
Maybe we should take a trip back to the old rugged street
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh