You were a mess

He was too

Two kids in lust
with nothing better to do

Kissing and touching
on the cold tile floor

You say your not drunk

Yeh, you say you need more


All of the stress
It's drivin' you mad

Thinkin' of good times that you had


But memories fade with friendships
Now the good times are gone

So we can just black out

Drink on
Drink on