Rock Bottom

Is he here? Are you making out? I can you hear you guys on the couch Shut up, make out, do something already, I'm waiting After reading that text from your friends I start losing all my confidence So I'll stay tired, I know, soon, I'll be bailing Then, you, you ask if I gotta leave And I wish that I could say no My head is on the verge of exploding No amount of aspirin or pizza could help this from hurting And now I'm turning to you, scared shitless, hoping this all goes well Can we highlight the fact that my mouth smells like coffee and garlic? The five cups I had this morning are getting to me I gotta go, I got the worst fuckin' spins Then, you, you ask if I gotta leave, and I wish that I could say no But we're so caught up in the moment And I just need a second to catch my goddamn breath (Fuck it) To hell with the spins, I'm stayin' There's no good reason why I should leave your bed tomorrow We can watch Planet Earth and brainstorm tattoos To hell with class, I'm skippin' Let's order food and sleep in, I've got so much to do But it's okay 'cause whatever, forever To hell with the spins, I'm stayin' There's no good reason why I should leave your bed tomorrow We can watch Planet Earth and brainstorm tattoos