It's Tuesday night Go out with friends I want this night To fucking end 'Cause I'm so drunk It's only six PM Show up to the show Music sucks me in God, I gotta get far from here Step outside to catch some air 'Cause ooh, I am flying My vision is multiplying I start to count my regrets As I head towards the cement It's Tuesday night Go out with friends I want this night To fucking end And I'm so drunk It's only six PM Show up to the show Music sucks me in My sweatshirt is soaked in blood Dust off the dirt and I get back up Why, oh why did I not choose to drive? (My sweatshirt is soaked in blood) (Dust off the dirt and I get back up) Oh, why did I just choose to fly? (My sweatshirt is soaked in blood) (Dust off the dirt and I get back up) Oh, why did I not choose to drive?