Arms out telling me stay, stay, stay,
You gotta take my hand when they run this way
We're gonna make our stand and become a chain
And if they knock us down then we're on their team, you say
Arms out telling me stay, stay, stay,
If it's not fun for you we'll change the game
You know that no one's won if someone's not playing
And if they knock you down we'll get you up again
We'll go laughing and backing 'em off
Can you picture me sit in your red seat car
When we were both little, too young for broken hearts
If it was so simple why did I make it hard?
We'll go
Laughing and backing 'em off
We were both too little for driving cars
I got a picture of you with a broken heart
If it's so simple why do we make it hard?
It's just good times, noodle salad
And games that we would play in the yard
Good times, noodle salad
It was so simple why did I make it hard
Arms out telling me stay, stay, stay,
You gotta take my hand when they run this way
We're gonna make our stand and become a chain
And if they knock you down we'll get you up again