Broken bottles of champagne
Hold memories of last night
Someone took a picture of me in the corner
As I muttered and swayed from side to side
And they asked me
To "please try
To be more like us, to be more like us
To be more like you want to be here
Why can't you, why can't you be more like us?"
I promise I've tried
If it's an open invitation
Don't expect me to arrive
It's far too much and far too soon to make commitments
So close but not quite
And they say
To "please try
To be more like us, to be more like us
To be more like you want to be here
Why can't you, why can't you be more like us?"
I apologize
For last night
For last night
For last night
For last night
