[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