brown paper bags metal cans sixty degrees fahrenheit we can t see the stars tonight cause apartments generate ambient light i m sorry that we re not already drunk hours later we re getting there meters away from the shore my forty of corona is just drops away from being kicked and i don t know what i m gonna be tomorrow when you stayed overnight making out with a stranger in the bottom of a boat that belonged to a stranger and you came home at six in the morning after being caught ass naked by the dude who threw the party i thought that we d never grow up and now all my friends rise at eight they go to sleep before midnight and i just wanna drink til three embarrassing myself publicly and you all used to be just like me you fuckers used to be just like me now i sit and stew alone everyone s already sleeping everybody s moved away and can pay their bills on time no one else is making a hundred and ten bucks for twenty hours god i hate this fucking place god i hate what happened to me you promised we d stay best of friends but we can t cause i can t grow up  and it kills me yeah it kills me that i don t know what i can do cause i can t breathe correctly and i can t sleep or anything and i can t think of anything i can t think of anything now every night s miserable i m so sad that i can t even get drunk so let s go out just one last time let s finish off a box of wine do shots of yukon jack and lime can we drink til i fucking die i ll make you party at my funeral cause mourning is for suckers i ll rent a ferris wheel and cotton candy machine and have an open bar with all the pabst that you can drink the pa blasting my clash records you ll finally know life s okay even when the bad things happen so just one more beer then grow up so just one more beer then grow up so just one more beer go to work pay your bills eat a dick one more beer then grow up