If on Friday I blackout
Will you let me sleep on your couch?
And if I can't then could you call a taxi?
I had the number but I threw it out
I could take you out to a party
If I knew where any of them were
If there's none we can throw our own
And I'll invite ya if I find the words
And I could be your man
And you could be mine too
And I could be your man
If that's alright with you
I was walking all around the town
And on the streets where I grew up
I found the setting of a couple stories
About my friends and I losing touch
And if there's anyway to take me back
Then I would pay about a thousand bucks
I should probably have some more than that
But I could pin it all down to luck
And when I see your face I just don't know
We're so out of place it probably shows
And we're all so disappointed with the way our lives turned out
I've been feeling so confused thinking "what's life about?"
And I probably should've warned you
That we've been staring at the page
Where somebody wrote the answers but they're bullshit anyway
So let's go
Ba da dada da dada dada da da dada da da dada
