Beachboy McCafferty

[Spoken Intro]
I swear to fucking god, Chris, I'll turn this fucking car around! Shut the fuck up!

[Verse 1]
I don't get parties or getting high
I just get low most of the time
And I'll be there for you baby, but, I've got to have some room
And you gotta keep your eyes on the new guys in the room
And the way they dance is crazy, I have never seen this shit
And the strobe light's way too hot, so let's just get this over with
She says, "Your lips tasted like they did way back in July
Headaches and overdose, I hope that we never die"
October's always here, November never leaves
December disappears, she says to me

[Pre-Chorus]
"Well, I dance really fast, so you've gotta dance real fast
And my friends are all passed out in the back of my friend's van"
And she's got this sense of humor that goes over her forehead
Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead

[Chorus]
And I know that you think that I don't care about all the friends I left behind
The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their shattered minds
I know that you think that I don't care about the friends I left behind
The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their shattered minds, hey