Poor Kids, Beach Town Video (MV)

Do you remember walking to the water? Surrounded by empty summer homes
Some awful nu-metal album, blasting out of broken headphones
We'd wind up back in your basement, playing Halo again
No need to wonder where the day went, when we spent it the only way we can

And the salt air gets colder, and the waves turn whiter as they swell in the sound
Well they hit a little different when you're the poor kids growing up in a beach town

Do you remember throwing me a party? I drank too much and put a hammer through your wall
When the room started spinning, and I decided it was somehow all your fault

Well looking back it's pretty funny how quickly things got out of hand
No need to wonder where the years went, when we spent them the only way we can

And the salt air gets colder, and the waves turn whiter as they swell in the sound
Well they hit a little different when you're the poor kids growing up in a beach town

Hear the fireworks thunder in second-hand wonder, looking up from under the summer sky
The smell of the coastline, cigarettes and low tide
The marsh in the morning, in the middle of July
But nothing is forever, the fire burns to embers
They're leaving in September, it's too cold here in the fall
As time begins to slow down, this place becomes a ghost town
And we found beauty through it all

Do you remember driving around for hours, telling stories of where we both had been
I don't know how but we made it back to the ocean where everything began
'Cause nothing ever really changes, I know these streets like the back of my own two hands
We're still those kids in your basement, making something out of nothing the only way we can

'Cause the salt air gets colder, and the waves turn whiter as they swell in the sound
Well, they hit a little different when you're the poor kids growing up in a beach town
The salt air gets colder, and the waves turn whiter as they swell in the sound
Well, they hit a little different when you're the poor kids growing up in a beach town