1:30 - Worst Party Ever

And you say that you have to

And you love that my beard’s gone

And you’re here for the beach, too

Not because you love us

And you’re here for your girlfriend

And also living at the outlet mall

Do you think about dying as much as the rest of the world does?

I bet you do

Sitting on the ocean feeling all your friends relapse

I bet it sucks that you’re in the same position

Asking all your friends for «E» at the parties

It doesn’t gross me out, it’s whatever I’m too drunk to care

And you say you want to drive soon

And how your mom never teaches you

How does it feel with metal in your back?

I bet it gets cold sometimes

And you’re laying on my cold floor

While I’m sitting on my warm bed

And all the songs I ever wrote you

Never ever seem to come out right for you

They’re right for you

I swear it’s true

No one knows you like I do

Sitting on the ocean feeling all your friends relapse

I bet it sucks that you’re in the same position

Asking all your friends for «E» at the parties

It doesn’t gross me out, it’s whatever I’m too drunk to care

Sitting on the ocean feeling all your friends relapse

I bet it sucks that you’re in the same position

Asking all your friends for «E» at the parties

It doesn’t gross me out, it’s whatever I’m too drunk to care