sorry, just didn't think i would stay lateit's okay, cause we're all too scared to say anything anywayi'm trying to give less of a shitcause everyone's got a handle on their emotional fitsit's the middle of the night and i'm running aroundclassic people-pleaser wearing the crowncenter of attention, middle of the crowddon't know how i got here, or how to get outjust wanna stand outside, hiding out in plain sightmaybe i just drank too much, or maybe i need to catch the very last buswe're all going crazy but the story's just started and now there's no getting outphone's lost and i've got a dead-body smile, yeah, i don't know where i amthink i can get away with it for awhile before the night has run outyou've gone and met someone else tonight anyway, there goes my whole pointof shitty beers and too many people around me, talking about their highlight reelshe wants her back, it's an over-told taleshe's on the fence, she doesn't know how she feelshe's on his knees and he's making a fusswhile i'm really just trying to catch the last busben's leaving the party but he'll get a duiriley's getting a cab, but she'll probably crywe're all being nudged at the edge of a cliffthrowing bottles at the wall until something sticksphone's lost and i've got a dead-body smile, yeahnobody here knows what they're looking foryou get the feeling you should maybe just goit's like we're nineteen, party queens in a fistfight, never gonna die but we're never gonna feel rightmaybe i just didn't get enoughfamiliarity's a hell of a drugphone's lost and i've got a dead-body smile, yeah, i don't know where i amthink i can get away with it for awhile, before the rumour gets outyou've gone and met someone else tonight anyway, there goes my whole pointof shitty beers and too many people around me, talking about their highlight reels