So, c'mon let's talk about politics
Come on, let's discuss war
I'll tell you all of my opinions
Then we'll talk about yours

Let's get into religion
Have a massive argument
In the morning when we're hungover
We won't remember what we meant​

I know that it's our first date
But let's break all the rules
Find out if it's love or hate
Is it **** or is it cool ?

Let's stumble off to bed
Have terrible drunken ***
Then in the morning, with thick heads
We'll work out where we go next

Let's jump in to it with both feet
If it goes wrong, it goes wrong
If it's meant to, it will be weak
If it's meant to, it will be strong

Yes, let's forget all the rules of a first date
It's going to be right, or it's going to be wrong
It will be love, or it will be hate
Let's start as we mean to go on

The last day of summer,
the last day of innocence.
The first day of highschool,
the first day of broken promises.
Grades count and friends being there for you doesn't,
Homecoming matters but studying is at a loss for words,
on how nobody gives a **** about anything.
We drink away our passions and generosity,
say cheers to the rebellious age of denial and addictions
to lonely nights and stale cigarettes
High School is pretty cool.