Blacked Out Drunk
On the roof of the movie theater
Every stair climbed is a pain in my knees now
Every fence that we hopped I can feel when I wake up and crack my back

It all starts flooding in
Who thought that it was a good idea to leave any of us unsupervised?
Or much less let us drive a fuckin’ car
We we’re so dumb

We spent the better part of twenty years being too big for our britches
Pulling out all our own stitches against doctors’ advice
We thought, no we knew, we had it all figured out
How about those stupid grown up kids?

There goes John
In the back of a cop car again
I can’t believe that we are all still alive somehow
Well, some of us more than others
It’s a damn shame

It all starts flooding in
All the paths that branched off from the same roads
And streets
And truck stop parking lots every night
Every single night

We spent the better part of twenty years being too big for our britches
Pulling out all our own stitches against doctors’ advice
We thought, no we knew, we had it all figured out
How about those stupid grown up kids?

Every second of back then
I can feel in my bones now

We spent the better part of twenty years being too big for our britches
Pulling out all our own stitches against doctors’ advice
We thought, no we knew, we had it all figured out
How about those stupid grown up kids?