Music is loud and the bass is too deep Nothing in here that I wanted to keep Holding a cup and the ice is all gone Waiting around for the break of the dawn People are talking and making a sound Looking for something that cannot be found Standing alone with my back to the wall Waiting for you or for no one to call
Check on the phone and the time is a drag Packing my patience inside of a bag Door is wide open and calling my name Every weekend is always the same Lights are too bright and they hurt in the eyes Listening to all of the stories and lies I turn around and I walk out the door Don't want to be at this party no more
