I don't know what to don'cause I can't stop thinking of younnI don't know where I'm gonna sleep tonightnthe floor's covered in beer and dog pissnbut I keep asking, who's gonna sleep in the ball pit?nall my friends they keep fightingnthe last thing they all ate was breakfastnthe beerstore is still opennnthere's broken glass everywherenbubz and graves just broke a chair right next to menand this guy keeps playing guitarnand no ones listening