[Verse 1: Stefan Babcock, Stefan Babcock & Jeff Rosenstock, Jeff Rosenstock]

Seventeen ways I can stop this

Seventeen nights in this coffin

No one cares if you've lost it when

There's seventeen hands in your pocket

Turns out that I didn't even want this

Lying on your couch so fucking despondent

You should try getting high more often

Holy shit, what a concept

[Chorus: Stefan Babcock & Jeff Rosenstock]

I don't wanna hear

Who you're dragging under

It seems like every year

I swear that you're getting dumber

[Verse 2: Stefan Babcock, Stefan Babcock & Jeff Rosenstock, Jeff Rosenstock]

You think I'm a drain, I can't argue

You're kinda the same, it's sorta part of your charm

But when you really get on it

Oh, lyrics

You finally call, it's so arrogant

"You still playing those songs, it's so embarrassing"

Nice of you to bе sentimental

I say as I swallow the chеmicals

[Chorus: Stefan Babcock & Jeff Rosenstock]

I don't wanna hear

Who you're dragging under

It seems like every year

I swear that you're getting dumber

You've got nothing to say at all

You've already said enough