Well, I guess that was true.

Where we sang songs with all our childhood friends And it went like this, say Ooh, spy, spy Loudin, I'm popping, singing ba, ba, ba Hold up, if you wanna, no one take a ride with me Better hit me, baby, one more time, try Better bitch of me with me All the nights when we were young, yeah Singing out the top one for night lungs now we're under the covers Fast forward to 18, we are more than lovers Yeah, we are all we need when we're holding