All the boys that I knew in middle school
Are dropping dead
So I guess you'll always be forever
Drunk and twenty-three
[Chorus]
Hole in your shirt
Bucket of paint
When you met your maker, Ben
Did you feel the pain?
[Verse 2]
Well, your daddy was a working man
And so were you
You worked so hard on weekends that you
Fell asleep in school
All the other kids would tease you
I felt ashamed
[Verse 3]
We were riding up on Old State when we
Made that bet
You had shown me something messy
On the internet
Shit smile grin
Had your headphones in
I had gone home to cry
Out in your backyard
You were singing Johnny Cash
And I was thirteen, falling hard