the kids are smoking out in the hallway having fun
i said i'm sorry you can't feel it brain is a motel
the time i've wasted playing dress up i wanted you i wanted you
pretend you're nineteen again and i'll let you down pretend you're nineteen again and i'll let you down drink in mom's car again and i'll let you down
i screamed in the hotel a drunk fuck freakout felt so hollow
we got all mixed up and i've been backwards can we get along?
and i don't think that she thinks much but we get along
pretend you're nineteen again and i'll let you down pretend you're nineteen again and i'll let you down i'm drunk in mom's car again oh i let you down again again and again