Can I Have a Ride Home? I'm At a Party And I Don't Know Anyone

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 gives 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's 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 gives 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's 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 to boys in love what's so bad?
What's so bad?