Hey there, friend, let's have a fine time
Try to make the morning last
Keep it going 'til the nighttime
Tomorrow's future's in the past
I don't want to tell a white lie
I just want to know the truth
After we know, we can try to fly
Dancing on the f*ckin' roof
"Paige" is what the cool kids call me
And I want to write a book
About how Paige is in a simulation
Here's what I have written so far
"Next week, she waved her mama bye-bye
And found herself between some roads."
I don't know which one to go by
I don't know which way to go
"Way to go," that's what my pa said
Behind a bowl of cereal
I've been sad ever since Pa's death
Life goes fast, wish I could pause it
I've been spending all of my time
Feeling sorry for myself
Looking out for reasons why I'm
Alive, I think I need some help with that
Tomorrow you'll still be on my side
And I think that's pretty cool
I've never had a friend quite like you
Let's stay friends and never fight