riend，
so you can go back，
please enjoy your party，
i'll be here somewhere in the coer，
under clouds of marijuana，
with this boy who's hollering，
i can hardly hear，
over this music i don't listen to，
and i don't wanna get with you，
so tell my friends，
that i'll be over here，
oh here oh here，
oh i asked myself what am i doing here，
oh here oh here，
and i can't wait till，
we can break up out of