I've been drinking a little too much
I've been smoking, not nearly enough
I've been shouting drinks since you lost your card
Who knew 23 would ever be this hard?
I want to take a picture with you
I need to go on a walk with you
I've got to finally realise
That you're telling all of these Tuesday night lies
Why do you take all the buds I bought?
Maybe you should get the fuck right out of this car
I need more room for my mates
On this highway of P plates
I want to burn that photo of you
I need to stop being so blue
I've got to end things this time
I hate these Tuesday night lies
I want to go on a walk with you
I need to stop talking to you
