My ankle is rolled
Already shoveled snow
Deck is cracked and chipped
Both my shoes are ripped
Thumb print is gone
Hearts been waterlogged
And my king cobra's flat cause my lip is fat
I don't know it's just so beautiful, so beautiful, to me
I don't know it's just so beautiful, so beautiful, to me
Maybe in 20 years I won't be able to bend my goddamn legs
Tonight we're having a pool party, no pegs
The city filled in the fire pit but it's still lit
I don't know it's just so difficult, so difficult, for me
I don't know it's just so difficult, so difficult, for me
Maybe in 30 years I'll look in remorse on all these drunken fights
'Til then I'm forever calling lights, some bikes