Can I Have a Ride Home? I’m at a Party and I Don’t Know Any1

I can’t sleep speak or eat meat My best friend does not like me There’s something on my shoulder I hope I don’t get older Every girl breaks my heart Your boyfriend doesn’t like art I’m sad that vine is dead Your bitch she give me head I wanted you to know That I’m sorry for not picking up the phone And now I’m asking for a ride home Away from a girls’ who’s name I don’t know And I’m sorry for all the things I said When I was drunk and not in my normal head Don’t tell my mom and I won’t tell your dad We’re just two boys in love what’s so bad? I can’t sleep speak or eat meat My beat friend does not like me There’s something on my shoulder I hope I don’t get older Every girl breaks my heart Your boyfriend doesn’t like art I’m sad that vine is dead Your bitch she give me head I wanted you to know That I’m sorry for not picking up the phone But now I’ve got my own ride home Away from a boys’ whose parents know And I’m sorry for all the things I said You weren’t drunk it was all in your head Won’t tell your mom or even your dad We were two boys in love what’s so bad What’s so bad?