Recently divorced
He left for Dewey Beach
With some old high school friends
Sucked in his gut and bought
Some new swim trunks
To try it all again

I could be in love again
Bottle & Cork late night
Heavy heart and cigarettes
Fresh ice in my gin

I could be in love again
Picture on the postcard
Lonely eyes can be concealed
Covered up by cheap Ray-Bans

And he feels like he’s Young Again
Like a girl in a summer dress
As she walks down the boardwalk
Young Again

Resolve strengthens
as he sips on a fresh gin
he’s pulling his hair from the side

I could be in love again
Picture on the postcard
Perfect sunset, perfect tan
I brush the hair away from your skin

And he feels like he’s young again
Like a kid on Christmas day
As he stares at the new sled
Young Again

As he walks to the dance floor
His resolve will be crumbling
They’re all so young and beautiful
Young Again

And all the college boys say
I’ll never be like him
When I grow up
I won’t be that lonely
I used to share that sentiment
When I was 10 years old
Like the ‘Bastards’ Paul Westerberg
Once sang about
I think I know now

And the laughing and pointing
Just a big disappointment
Suck it in all you want, man
We all want to be young again

He retreats from the dance floor
This is not like the postcard
As he slams down the rail drink
The lights begin to spin

This is not like the postcard
Drunk alone in a strange bar
How the hell could you leave me?
Supposed to be death ‘til us end