High Score

[Verse 1] Words get so messy I don't even know who we are Wires always get crossed Lookin' at the same old stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Stars, stars, stars) The stars get faded When did things get so complicated? Now I'm jaded and I hate it [Chorus] I wish we could go back to the days When you'd meet me at the arcade When the only change we knew was a pocket full of quarters Playing video games, video games Pocket full of quarters, nothing ever out of order Playing video games, staying out late Going where we wanna, nothing ever out of order No, oh Just tryna hit the high score, oh [Verse 2] Used to trade off, take turns Always same team, rock-solid Now we play a one verse two It's like more quarters equals more problems (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Said you're sorry But tell me, was that so hard to say you're sorry? This game is simple, this shit's Atari [Chorus] I wish we could go back to the days When you'd meet me at the arcade When the only change we knew was a pocket full of quarters Playing video games, video games Pocket full of quarters, nothing ever out of order Playing video games, staying out late Going where we wanna, nothing ever out of order No, oh Just tryna hit the high score Tryna hit the high score [Bridge] When did we start losin' it? When did we start losin' it? Extra lives don't really exist Didn't know it'd end up like this When did we start losing it? When did we start losing these [Chorus] Video games, video games? Pocket full of quarters, nothing ever out of order Playing video games, staying out late Going where we wanna, just as long as you would meet me at the arcade When the only change we knew was a pocket full of quarters Playing video games, video games Pocket full of quarters, nothing ever out of order No, oh Just tryna hit the high score Tryna hit the high score Tryna hit the high score Tryna hit the high score [Outro] Tryna hit the high score