Summer of '15 Started our history Lining our memories With good weed and Springsteen We were a cliché The best kind of keepsake Back seat of a v-dub Young, dumb and in love I guess you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Just like the last verse of that Joni song And I don't know what's wrong There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can say I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here Watching my world fall apart You're watching the making of a broken heart Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Sitting in silence It's cold in this taxi Stopped at a crossroads And you're not reacting And I don't know what's wrong There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can say I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here Watching my world fall apart You're watching the making of a broken heart Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Just like the last verse of that Joni song I guess you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Just like the last verse of that Joni song And I don't know what's wrong There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can say I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here Watching my world fall apart You're watching my world fall apart You're watching my world fall apart You're watching the making of a broken heart