Best Friend the Floor
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
My best friend, the floor
Met you in a parking lot out in Santa Cruz
Said your life's pretty dark, now you had to choose
'Cause your home's not a home not in any way
So on the phone you were like, "Umm, anyway
Hey, think it's time that I end it all"
So I stall, trying to not let you end the call
'Cause as long as you're here and you don't go
I won't have to face that I fear what I don't know
Driving, doing donuts all around my head
Watch me flip my Miata, baby now I'm dead
I'm a punk, such a punk, but I don't pretend to know you
I don't pretend to know you
So why should I say that you've got to stay
When every time I fell in love I walked away?
Fair play
But this is not like that, no it's not like that
This is not like that
We fit nice, hand to glove
So would you take some advice from a man in love?
'Cause the one, one thing that I know for sure
Is we're gonna get out, yeah we're gonna get out
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
Yo, it's my best friend, the floor
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
My best friend, the floor
So I would lie on my back
And I would stare at the crack
On my ceiling, I would snap right in half
Just like the roof of our shack
It happened in the quake of 1989
And every time that I was not feeling fine
I'd ditch the crack and I would fall down the coast
Down to Santa Cruz, fall down to Santa Cruz
And I'm so lucky that I got friends, I'm so glad for that
And all my nonsense, they won't stand for that
So all my rejects, hit the eject button, take a heat check, cousin
We could not be nothing if we wanted to
Wannabes, I wanna honor you
Shout out to all the cool kids out at Bonnaroo
Goner you, goner me, watch for the gonorrhee
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Honestly, have your fun before the day is done
In the warm California sun (boardwalk!)
I said, I said have your fun before the day is done
In the warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
(I've been down before)
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend
It's my best friend, the floor
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend, hey
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend
It's my best friend, the floor
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
My best friend, the floor
Met you in a parking lot out in Santa Cruz
Said your life's pretty dark, now you had to choose
'Cause your home's not a home not in any way
So on the phone you were like, "Umm, anyway
Hey, think it's time that I end it all"
So I stall, trying to not let you end the call
'Cause as long as you're here and you don't go
I won't have to face that I fear what I don't know
Driving, doing donuts all around my head
Watch me flip my Miata, baby now I'm dead
I'm a punk, such a punk, but I don't pretend to know you
I don't pretend to know you
So why should I say that you've got to stay
When every time I fell in love I walked away?
Fair play
But this is not like that, no it's not like that
This is not like that
We fit nice, hand to glove
So would you take some advice from a man in love?
'Cause the one, one thing that I know for sure
Is we're gonna get out, yeah we're gonna get out
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
Yo, it's my best friend, the floor
I've been down before
(I've been down before)
I've been down before
My best friend, the floor
So I would lie on my back
And I would stare at the crack
On my ceiling, I would snap right in half
Just like the roof of our shack
It happened in the quake of 1989
And every time that I was not feeling fine
I'd ditch the crack and I would fall down the coast
Down to Santa Cruz, fall down to Santa Cruz
And I'm so lucky that I got friends, I'm so glad for that
And all my nonsense, they won't stand for that
So all my rejects, hit the eject button, take a heat check, cousin
We could not be nothing if we wanted to
Wannabes, I wanna honor you
Shout out to all the cool kids out at Bonnaroo
Goner you, goner me, watch for the gonorrhee
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Honestly, have your fun before the day is done
In the warm California sun (boardwalk!)
I said, I said have your fun before the day is done
In the warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
Warm California sun
(I've been down before)
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend
It's my best friend, the floor
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend, hey
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend
It's my best friend, the floor
Oh, shit, oh shit, it's my best friend
Credits
Writer(s): George Watsky, Max Miller Loran, Ryan Spraker, Adam Nash
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