Stick Around

Took the One Train to the wrong stop Call you back to pick me up Messed up the drop Holding my breath on the drive home I guess I could stay with Joe, a couple of weeks or so You don't have to stay around me You don't have to stick around You don't have to stay around me You don't have to stick around Keep selling what you owe Five years just ain't that long, I know I could go back to school, just start over Joeys' dad says the charges will never stick You don't have to stay around love You don't have to stick around You don't have to stay around love You don't have to stick around 2005 was pretty fun Get fucked up with everyone Broke into private beaches Throwing up in the streets You lost your clothes that night Used seaweed to cover up, cover up The biggest lie ever told “you can be anything” If it were me, I'd stick around.