Worst Kinds of Parties

Just yesterday was a new decade But now that tape runs faded and blurry All the afternoons we wasted in a hurry And somehow it seems no one has aged We now throw the worst kinds of parties And it feels like they go on and go on and go on for days The decorative lights have grown dim The riveting talks have grown thin And your charming smile seems more now like a shit eating grin But still I am here feeling older than my age The past is the past, goodbye to all that The chemistry has changed We all throw the worst kinds of parties And it feels like they go on and go on and go on for days