11: 28 on a Thursday
A random girl asked, "What's your shirt say? "
I said, "That's a band from my hometown"
We talked for a minute, then I bought a round
For my future, oh
Then on a downtown curb, sent my friends off
Said, "Buddies, in the mornin', I'ma call y'all"
And on the backseat ride back to her spot
Knew she was somethin' more, swore that I got with


My future weekend P. I. C
My future sun-drunk on some beach
My future "I think I love her mama"
When she's ready for a ring, I think I'm gonna
But one night, I said what I didn't mean
She called a friend and packed all her things
Now what I was lookin' forward to is never lookin' back
My future's in the past
Oh


She used to be why I couldn't put the phone down
Now she's why I can't pick it up, can't pour the bottle out
And now what was my down-the-road is my memory lane
'Cause I let go and broke
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My future weekend P. I. C
My future sun-drunk on some beach
My future "I think I love her mama"
When she's ready for a ring, I think I'm gonna
But one night, I said what I didn't mean
She called a friend and packed all her things
Now what I was lookin' forward to is never lookin' back
My future's in the past, oh
Future's in the past
Oh


My future W-I-F-E
My future honeymoon on some beach
My future babies callin' her "Mama"
Now what shoulda been now ain't ever gonna
'Cause I went and said what I didn't mean
She called a friend and packed her things
Now what I was lookin' forward to is never lookin' back
And my future's in the past
Oh, in the past
And I hate it