[Verse 1] Back then I was a kid with a mission Pocket full of hope and bad decisions Ten bucks? Twenty? Man, I scraped up change Then I got that look from the dude with the game He said, "Meet me later," then later became A whole lot of nothing and a whole lot of rain I’d sit on a park bench, trying to play it cool Like the cops weren’t parked in my mental school Winter got rude, wind bit through my jeans Hands in my sleeves, trying not to freeze Every passing car made my heart do flips Every shadow looked like the end of the trip [Pre-Chorus] Phone on low, no texts, no sign Peep every face like it might be mine Half the day gone, still I waited there For a twenty-dollar bag and a prayer [Chorus] Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) Freezing for a bag and a shrug (a shrug) Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) Now I laugh, but it felt like love (oh, it was rough) [Verse 2] You had to be careful, act normal, act dumb One wrong move and the whole thing done No names, no loud talk, no extra crew Just a hoodie, a look, and a rendezvous Sometimes he’d show, sometimes he’d ghost Leaves in the lot and I’d hate him the most I’d hear "five more minutes" like ten times more Then I’d wonder if he even knew the store And when he finally rolled up late to the scene It felt like winning a contest of dreams That little green bag, all crinkled and light Somehow tasted better from the chase and the fight [Pre-Chorus] Cold feet, hot nerves, cheap little grin Twenty bucks gone and the night wore thin Now every grown-up errand feels clean and fair But I still remember waiting there [Chorus] Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) Freezing for a bag and a shrug (a shrug) Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) Now I laugh, but it felt like love (oh, it was rough) [Bridge] Now I walk in calm with my grown-man peace No coded messages, no mystery freeze I get a polite hello, a menu, a smile A weed sommelier for the adult profile They ask what I like, and I answer slow Then I leave with a bag like a pro Still, part of me misses that foolish quest The park, the wait, the almost-best [Final Chorus] Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) Freezing for a bag and a shrug (a shrug) Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) Now I laugh, but it felt like love (oh, it was rough) Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) Now it’s tidy, legal, fancy, snug (fancy, snug) Park bench plug, park bench plug (park bench plug) But that old chase made the old stuff budge (yeah, it was tough)
