'm twenty years going on twenty-one

I'll buy myself liquor and drink myself dumb

Maybe when you get a bit older too

You'll do all the things that you said you'd not do



Everything seems to just circle around

'Til everything's lost and then nothing is found



Everyone said you've got nothing to lose

Now I'm alone just myself and my booze

Maybe when you get a bit older still

We'll go out for drinks and you'll pick up the bill



Everything seems to just circle around

'Til everything's lost and then nothing is found



Everything seems to just circle around

'Til everything's lost and then nothing is found