Night Life

Another reckless night begins.

A brand new thing called "all my friends" but one of them is sleeping and the other's too far gone.

I go down to the movie store,

but I've seen them all a million times before.

Another weekend that I am nothing but alone.

Why should I even try?

I'm not sleeping on your couch,

I'm just resting my eyes.

I used to have too much to do.

Now I'm kicking off my shoes.

If i can just get drunk enough I'm sure I'll have a ball.

I guess we found a place to go,

mom and dad would always say no.

Now I make my own rules and I have no place at all.

Why should I even try?

I know I should be happy in my easy chair without you there,

but how can you explain why I always think of you.

I guess I just have nothing else to do.

Why does it always seem to be everyone's got something to do but me?

I can't get my mind off things,

when the telephone never rings.

Just because I may not be Mr.

Personality.

I just wish I had a nightlife besides you and me.

Why should i even try?

I know you would be happy in your lazy-boy without your boy-toy.

I can't explain how I ended up with you?

I guess that your nightlife sucks,

too!