[Chorus]

We're smoking anything in Mezzanines, I'm sitting on the floor

You're staring right at me, the only thing I'm thinking 'bout is your

Inability to think of things you're gonna say before

You blurt it out your stupid mouth, I always— (Was that a bear?)

[Verse]

Twenty three, driving down 3rd street

Talking 'bout your dreams, god, what a bore

Said a whole lot of nothing, ain't no use discussing

I know that you want me but I want you more (Good god, you're a bore)

[Chorus]

We're smoking anything in Mezzanines, I'm sitting on the floor

You're staring right at me, the only thing I'm thinking 'bout is your

Inability to think of things you're gonna say before

You blurt it out your stupid mouth, I always thought you were a bore

[Bridge]

We're smoking anything in Mezzanines, I'm sitting on the floor

You're staring right at me, thе only thing I'm thinking 'bout is—

Inability to think of things you're gonna say—

You blurt it out your stupid mouth I always thought you were a—

(Good god, you'rе a bore)

[Chorus]

We're smoking anything in Mezzanines, I'm sitting on the floor

You're staring right at me, the only thing I'm thinking 'bout is your

Inability to think of things you're gonna say before

You blurt it out your stupid mouth, I always thought you were a bore