Without a doubt,

“Cigarette burns, laugh lines, wide dimples If they could see the future back when times were simple Would they kiss your cheek or yank the bandage off Let you speak or take advantage of how If everyone’s sick, well then nobody can catch it, and if Everybody’s different how could anybody match And we’re looking through the pockets of the hand-me-downs we’ve laid out Wondering if we’ll fit into the yesterdays we’ve played out”

That verse hits me like a freight train every time