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