Can I Have a Ride Home? I’m at a Party and I Don’t Know Any1

I can't sleep, speak, or eat meat
My best friend does not like me
There’s something on my shoulder
I hope I don't get older
Every girl breaks my heart
Your boyfriend doesn't like art
I’m sad that vine is dead
Your bitch, she give me head
I want you to know
That I'm sorry for not picking up the phone

And now I'm asking you for a ride home
Away from a girl whose name I don't even know
And I'm sorry for all the things I said
When I was drunk and not in my normal head
Don't tell my mom and I won't tell your dad
We're just two boys in love, what’s so bad?

I can’t sleep, speak, or eat meat
My best friend does not like me
There's something on my shoulder
I hope I don’t get older
Every girl breaks my heart
Your boyfriend doesn't like art
I'm sad that vine is dead
Your bitch, she give me head
I want you to know
That I'm sorry for not picking up the phone

But now I’ve got my own ride home
Away from a boy whose parents know
And I'm sorry for all the things I said
You weren't drunk, it was just all in your head
Won't tell your mom or even your dad
We were two boys in love, what's so bad?
What's so bad?