Sitting round drinking like three talentless fucks Kind of contemplating thoughts that we might just suck Now hold on, I'm not sure I'm following Yeah, speak for yourself, you don't know nothing about me I suppose more to the point doesn't mean more clear Only seeing good in others kind of highlights my own fears Focus here, at least you're still in your twenties Yeah man the hell up, at least you nailed attendance But here's one for you - how to break perfection When I'm tearing out my hair working out one section Well it's a cop-out to say that life's biggest lesson's How to explain it all in easy chord progressions If confidence in your music's lean Come cry to us, we'll ignore how it seems Go team Now we've sorted music, can we fix up love? 'Cause this drink's too weak for me to know what it tastes of I know what you mean, I've been through painful changes I love you, but I'm not sure you know what real pain is The best kind of lyrics are a broken heart So are the best when it's broken down right from the start? I'm six drinks under and this logic is lost on me Floating around on your drunk philosophy If what's in your heart can be loud and clear Then let what's in your head live and breathe out here I wish I'd have realised that back then Not with two pretty girls and a bottle of Kraken I've funked up love by the time I'm eighteen You've funked up nothing 'til you've been where we've been Go team Now we're in the car, growing tired and cold But we're here and these burgers are the best that they've sold We're kind of tucked up laughing 'til the next day hurts At the jokes or the hands where there are no words Now it's three a.m., seen through to the sixth of November And I don't mind admitting that these are the nights I'll remember Go team Where the hell was I when this was all going down? I've got plenty of issues, if we're throwing them 'round Moving out, management and work like a punk I've got about six problems, I can name every one Four times the burden doesn't make it heavier At least we've made up answers Being found like-minded only makes it scarier This is the best kind of 'not alone' Whether each mistaken or deluded liar This might not work, I'm so tired Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher Go team

He takes to the stand With a book of bad poetry and wine in his hand Nothing so bad so far, but it's in his eyes The words that he wrote Obviously not enough to captivate the first three rows He says he's waiting for attentive silence and I die inside You ever hear an open mic all groan? I'm sure the reason, he'll never know Let's just say it's time to go home It's super fucking awkward This really could have been a nice meal, up until that The worst we would have thought is that you bought a bad hat Who'd have thought time could be so unkind? The last thing you need Is to highlight you're losing your hair at speed Don't worry, we've got your back, we won't go after your pride But yeah, thanks for pointing it out We weren't bold and you called us out And now there's nothing left to talk about It's super fucking awkward I know I've been where you are To be honest, I'm surprised I haven't choked on my heart I want to die at the things I've said, mostly to girls And a few times to family and once to the world But recognition's the key I promise It's super fucking awkward Well it seems we're getting along As the drinks grow small and the shadows are long And at this point I'm not sure if I'm along for the ride We leave each other alone But the certainty grows as I stumble home I'm sure that one last message would be worth the time The minute it's left my phone I've crossed a line and she lets me know I shouldn't be allowed out alone It's super fucking awkward

There are worse ways I could have felt alive Than living seventeen minutes in every five Staring down adult Ben with fear in his eyes With simple 'trust me's and 'it'll be alright's Because being's the only present tense of 'has been' Because being's the only way to earn something to be Yeah, excelling in a world with its sister apart Through a social separation of science and art Then fifteen years and a hole near the heart Made my fingers and throat hurt and anarchy start These stupid mistakes killed off who I should have become These stupid mistakes are the smartest things that I've done 'Cause right comes down to what you want to believe I believe in love and I believe in need Tell me that's a waste Tell me that's a waste The smartest choice is the hardest to make But it's ok now, 'cause facts are easy to fake Tell me that's a waste Ten years down and I've got friends out there Who've only changed the world by maybe changing their hair Never fallen down sick with their fist in the air Or heard a hundred people cheer when their soul gets bared The best day? Can you believe it was every one? The best day? What if it's just begun? 'Cause right comes down to what you want to believe I believe in love and I believe in need Tell me that's a waste Tell me that's a waste The smartest choice is the hardest to make But it's ok now, 'cause facts are easy to fake Tell me that's a waste The best day? Can you believe it was every one? The best day? What if it's just begun? 'Cause right comes down to what you want to believe I believe in love and I believe in trees Tell me that's a waste Tell me that's a waste What I want from life changes day to day The biggest lesson I've learned is that that's ok The goals have changed but the passion's stayed And I can't keep diaries anyway And right now, trying to stay in time And right now, lost in another line Back to life, resuscitated, stripped of all the things we hated This is the best way that I've found And we will never die by serious, and we will give up on success to make you smile So stand up and be proud of the person you have become, take a risk and shout it loud to the person you think you love Whoa, Luigi, hero of my misspent youth, never one for being cool I'll give it out, but not too soon, I'll call this out to get through, it's not in vain or self-doubt, before your action times out Hindsight shows how it all worked out I'm still a stupid kid prone to running his mouth Debbie moved out, but I'm ok and Frank's still sick of hearing how my family's changed I still have dreams that I make into songs And it still means more when my friends sing along The girls still suck from time to time But Joe found a better one, yeah he's still alive Yeah, it's still for love and it's still to learn Still nearly died on the same right turn Still unhealthy, but we don't care The kebab man won, because life's not fair I still love Christmas because of my friends We still break out that rap every now and again I love this mess and I'm damn sure I'll still love it again after fifteen more 'Cause right comes down to what you want to believe I believe in love and I believe in need Tell me that's a waste The smartest choice is the hardest to make But it's ok now, 'cause facts are easy to fake Tell me that's a waste Tell me that's a waste

My old man, he gave me a piece of good advice He said "Ben, never go through the bags of the women in your life" I think he was speaking literally, but the metaphor stands There's plenty of things I've learned that I don't want to understand And I say I think I'm happier off that way It's hard to ignore some of the things that you've told It's hard to be the friend you need without just sounding old And I care enough to hate that you're ok with this mistake Not stupid enough to think that it's not yours to make But it's easy for me to say you could be happier off that way Uneasy as I am with how that worked out true I'm still fighting with myself over what I think I'm supposed to do This hand that's leading my heart, it leaves me tense and confused Leaves me in a ringside seat for what you're putting yourself through And 'for writing a song' is no reason at all You've got to trust me, you'll have plenty more chances to learn how to fall And I say you might be happier off one day