I don't want to go
I don't know
Where everybody goes
They pat each other on the back
They wear their beards unkept with the mesh baseball hats

I'm caught in the fold
Lost in the smell of birth control
When it's time to say goodnight, how will you know?
There may be no one left to rub elbows

I don't want to go
I don't know
Where everybody goes
They pat each other on the back
They wear their beards unkept with the mesh baseball hats

I'm caught in the fold
Lost in the smell of birth control
When it's time to say goodnight, how will you know?
There may be no one left to rub elbows