This isn't about that anymore
It's getting hard to get off the floor
But we're gonna try anyways
I call shotgun, and I'm not getting out
Paid full price for the result,
Now there's no time left to sulk
Remember to forget about the past,
The day's ending fast and I am heading out
I've forgot already
That time is nearing and i'm not sweating, just singing
With the windows down, playing music too loud,
Leave no time to exhale
More is never less
Drowning out the fact that nothing in my life makes sense
Except for this