It's Tuesday night go out with friends I want this night to fucking end 'Cause I'm so drunk, it's only 6 p.m. 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'm 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 6 p.m. 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?