Wait, let me see if I can get this straight
There's a party Friday night late at a house of Southwest State
There's bound to be a keg and it sounds like an okay time
I've got a bad feeling about this
But I'll go if you insist
As long as you promise it will be worth the drive

Anxious conversation
Awaiting destination
I really hope this will be a blast
Let me down again, this time will be the last

Scene: backyard, the keg is dry
We walk inside and I'm not too stoked
In a room full of guys doing lines of coke
While nu-metal flows through the stereo
And that's my cue to leave I know

Awkward nervous laughter
Depressed the morning after
Do a few more lines of blow
My opinion of you has hit an all-time low

You let me down again
And that's my cue to leave I know