way way back

there are stains on your photo, little cracks on your rusty frame, stuck in the muddle, but it's okay, i don't have the pieces of your home, buried in the flashbacks, but all these wicked nightmares have gone cold, but we go way, way back, as far as way back goes, still standing by your side, you know i'll be right here, when all the monsters come, oh, i got you, you grow old in suburbia, where pretty demons never show, shifting shapes in millenniums, but you're okay, i don't have the pieces of your home, buried in the flashbacks, but all these wicked nightmares have gone cold, now we go way, way back, as far as way back goes, still standing by your side, you know i'll be right here, when all the monsters come, oh, i got you, i got you, i got you, oh, oh, oh, i got you, oh, oh, oh, i got you, now we go way, way back, as far as way back goes, still standing by your side, you know i'll be right here, when all the monsters come, oh, i got you, i got you, i got you