Good Die Young
Get someone to buy me vodka, the one that's $9.99
Drink it on a park bench with my friends
And we never want to sober up
Watch me drink until the boys throw up
Heading to a party, our parents are out of town
Go from necking those Bacardi Breezers
Down to the bathroom where I'm blacking out
Oh, my God, hope my dad don't find out
I swear I'm not an alcoholic, I'm only 17
I've seen alcoholics, and they don't look like me
Whoa, don't ever tell me I should go home
Time isn't running out, I'm not Cinderella
This party keeps getting better
And if the good die young, then I'm gonna live forever
Going home with strangers 'cause my friends have had enough
They tell me that it's dangerous, I don't care
'Cause I've already made my bed
I can't sleep unless I'm out my head, yeah
A thousand empty bottles and a mattress on the floor
When you hit the bottom, and there's nobody to call
I'm sick in the morning, and by lunchtime I'll be pouring anything I can afford
Don't want to feel this anymore
And I'm not an alcoholic, I'm only 23
I've seen alcoholics, and they don't look like me
Whoa, don't ever tell me I should go home
Time isn't running out, I'm not Cinderella
This party keeps getting better
And if the good die young, then I'm gonna live forever
Forever, forever, forever, forever
Forever, forever, forever, forever
Forever, forever, forever, forever
And if the good die young, then I'm gonna live forever
So I'm an alcoholic, I just turned 33
Looking back, there's no way I couldn't be
Drink it on a park bench with my friends
And we never want to sober up
Watch me drink until the boys throw up
Heading to a party, our parents are out of town
Go from necking those Bacardi Breezers
Down to the bathroom where I'm blacking out
Oh, my God, hope my dad don't find out
I swear I'm not an alcoholic, I'm only 17
I've seen alcoholics, and they don't look like me
Whoa, don't ever tell me I should go home
Time isn't running out, I'm not Cinderella
This party keeps getting better
And if the good die young, then I'm gonna live forever
Going home with strangers 'cause my friends have had enough
They tell me that it's dangerous, I don't care
'Cause I've already made my bed
I can't sleep unless I'm out my head, yeah
A thousand empty bottles and a mattress on the floor
When you hit the bottom, and there's nobody to call
I'm sick in the morning, and by lunchtime I'll be pouring anything I can afford
Don't want to feel this anymore
And I'm not an alcoholic, I'm only 23
I've seen alcoholics, and they don't look like me
Whoa, don't ever tell me I should go home
Time isn't running out, I'm not Cinderella
This party keeps getting better
And if the good die young, then I'm gonna live forever
Forever, forever, forever, forever
Forever, forever, forever, forever
Forever, forever, forever, forever
And if the good die young, then I'm gonna live forever
So I'm an alcoholic, I just turned 33
Looking back, there's no way I couldn't be
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Writer(s): Unknown Composer, Rory
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