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