Woah oh oh oh The waves the breeze and the sound of traffic A couple miles from home Five dollars left and our favorite playlists Are bleeding through the phone It's half dead Woah oh oh oh I don't know what I'd do if you Weren't here with me in the first place Would I have another night that feels like this one does Or would I spend the night alone Woah oh oh oh It's getting dark and our friends are faded Hope they don't hotbox my car Got half a tank that should last us all night And as long as we don't go far I won't care Woah oh oh oh I don't wanna go home