The Ones

Well it's 2019 in 2019
And we drink our white claws in front of movie screens
About stupid flat earth documentaries

And we don't drink
But we drink when we can, play a couple games of True American
When it's cold out and there's nothing better to do

These are my friends
Who have helped me through the last few years
When all I could do
Was sit and drown in my tears

Yeah, these are my friends
Who taught me how to survive
I'm so glad they walked into my life

Here's to the ones
Who've always stood by my side
Ripped at the seams
But you sewed me back up inside
Yeah, here's to the ones
When I was walking on glass shards
You picked up the broken bottles
And told me, "It's okay, life is hard"
Yeah, here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones

It's 2019 in 2019
And we act like our lives are sitcoms on TV
Like Seinfeld or Friends, ree-ee-ee

And we make a lot jokes
Like there's so many girls named Rachel living out here in this world
Yeah there's so many, so many girls named Rachel
(I don't really understand)

These are my friends
Who have helped me through the last few years
When all I could do
Was cower in all my fears

Yeah, these are my friends
Who taught me how to get by
I'm so glad they walked into my life

Here's to the ones
Who've always stood by my side
Ripped at the seams
But you sewed me back up inside
Yeah, here's to the ones
When I was walking on glass shards
You picked up the broken bottles
And told me, "It's okay, life is hard"
Yeah, here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones

Well it's 2019 in 2019
And everybody's getting ready to leave
To be doctors, to be lawyers
Others still finding their way

I don't know where we'll be down the road
But I'll always think of you as my home
You're my friends
You're my family
Some of the best people I'll ever know

Here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones

Yeah, here's to the ones
Who've always stood by my side
Ripped at the seams
But you sewed me back up inside
Yeah, here's to the ones
When I was walking on glass shards
You picked up the broken bottles
And told me, "It's okay, life is hard"
Oh, here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones
Oh, here's to the ones, to the ones
Here's to the ones, to the ones
Oh, here's to the ones, to the ones