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