Back roads

Midnight

Laughing till we can't breathe right

She said

"Bet you won't

" that grin

Paper in the backseat

Let's begin

We were two kids in a candy store

Grabbing every bad idea

Wanting more

Rolling up a stranger's yard like a score

Yeah

We don't need friends to have fun

We don't need friends to have fun

White streamers in the oak tree sway

We recycled every scrap we saved

Then I dared her

"You won't do it"

Brown bag

Porch step

Fire to it

Door flies open

They stomp and swear

We run so hard

Losing air

Their faces burned into my mind

Best trouble of my life

We were two kids in a candy store

Grabbing every bad idea

Wanting more

Laughing as the front door hit the floor

Yeah

We don't need friends to have fun

We don't need friends to have fun

Abanda nights

Small town jokes

We're the spark in all that smoke (hey!)

If they call us bad

Let 'em talk

We got each other on this walk

We were two kids in a candy store

Grabbing every bad idea

Wanting more

From the rolled-up trees to the burning porch

Yeah

We don't need friends to have fun

We don't need friends to have fun

(just us)

We don't need friends to have fun