We were young, posters on the wall
Praying we’re the ones that the teacher wouldn’t call
We would stare at each other
‘Cause we were always in trouble
And all the cool kids did their own thing
I was on the outside, always looking in
Yeah, I was there but I wasn’t
They never really cared if I was in
We all need that someone
Who gets you like no one else
Right when you need it the most
We all need a soul to rely on
A shoulder to cry on
A friend through the highs and the lows
