I thought I left you in the past

I thought I left you in the past
Back there among all the old photographs
The liquor and the weed
and all our rebel"ish" tendencies

But now you're here again I see
Asking me about the same old things
If I care to have a smoke we can laugh
and tell old jokes

We can put on our old clothes
walk down to the theater
remember Stephanie from school
Last week I saw her on the corner

Screaming at people as they walked on by
She seemed out of her fcking mind