This whole town is going bald, there must be something in the water

Only twenty years of age, somehow look just like my father

I'd like to think that I am safe, but I am hanging off the edge

Of entering my twenties while wishing that I'm dead

I'd like to think that I don't really need you anymore

But the side effects of bupropion leave me on the floor

I hate how I can't go anywhere without wanting to go back home

I just lay in my bed and sleep until the side effects of all the drugs

I just want to know how to control

And I just want to know what it's like to roam

My number still starts with 859, if you ever want to apologize

We got washed up, drunk, and burnt out

When we were barred from the 823

Always stuck together, friends turned brothers like a family

I hate how I can't go anywhere without wanting to go back home

Because Millennium's all torn up with shit graffiti in the places we were constantly waiting

For you to flunk out of college and see their knowledge is nonsense

My number still starts with 859, if you ever want to apologize

We got washed up, drunk, and burnt out

When we were barred from the 823

Always stuck together, friends turned brothers like a family

Limed out on the Southbend

There's nothing left to do

Woke stiff in the red can

Limed out on the Southbend

There's nothing left to do

Woke hopeless again

Spent too much time Dazed in Danville

Too young to die, too old to stand still

All the time I spent trying to find myself

I never thought, no, I never thought it end like this

I've grown old enough to see my dreams die in front of me

My number still starts with 859, if you ever want to apologize

We got washed up, drunk, and burnt out

When we were barred from the 823

Always stuck together, friends turned brothers like a family