I saw you standing in the front row shaking wide eyed catastrophe 

Said you were looking for a boyfriend baby youre wasting your time with me 

Cause I dont want to be the one that settles for the barrel of the gun 

And were burnt out cause all the cool girls are dead 

I heard you finally hit the concrete 

Even streets have an aftertaste 

You tried to get me in the backseat then passed out after second base