Wait, let me see if I can get this straight There's a party Friday night late at a house of Southwest State There's bound to be a keg and it sounds like an okay time I've got a bad feeling about this But I'll go if you insist As long as you promise it will be worth the drive
Anxious conversation Awaiting destination I really hope this will be a blast Let me down again, this time will be the last
Scene: backyard, the keg is dry We walk inside and I'm not too stoked In a room full of guys doing lines of coke While nu-metal flows through the stereo And that's my cue to leave I know
Awkward nervous laughter Depressed the morning after Do a few more lines of blow My opinion of you has hit an all-time low
You let me down again And that's my cue to leave I know
