No one told me what going to a party would be like
No one told me my heart would feel like fire
and every limb would become numb
No one told me I would ride in a strangers car
Packed with new, and old friends
No one told me the five minute walk up the stairs would feel like walking on a cloud
No one told me I would drop twenty for my bestfriend to drop acid
Or forty to get a fifth of ***** and a fifth of whisky from a stranger
Whose number I would drunkenly get wrong
No one told me I would make out with a stranger in Backroom
No one told me I would leave my favorite hat there
No one told me I would drink my whole fifth
or that my friend would try to drink hers,
and end up puking all night
I was never told I would not be able to support my body at three in the morning
No one told me I would pass out on a chair for thirty minutes
No one told me I would try to sober my friend up
While I was still drunk
No one told me I was going to have the worst hangover of my life
No one told me I would wake up the next morning with hickies on my neck
and bruises on my hips
No one told me I was going to want to do it again every night
I went to my first party and I got wasted, I still haven't fully recovered.