so is this what you call going out?
getting drunk at your best friend's house
i'm so sorry, i'm leaving
just stuck with the feeling
and i wish i was anywhere else
and isn't it funny
how some colors don't match?
we're like mixing purple and green
with some red in between
we're a fashion disaster, you and me
you, you you're alright
with your pretty face
and your perfect smile
but your bad sense of humor
and your laughter's like a tumor to my brain
so is this what you call going out?
getting drunk at your best friend's house
i'm so sorry, i'm leaving
just stuck with the feeling
and i wish i was anywehre else
and isn't it funny
how good times don't last?
and doesn't it suck
that we grew apart so fast?
so is this what you call going out?
getting drunk at your best friend's house
i'm so sorry, i'm leaving
just stuck with the feeling
and i wish i was anywhere else