How can stones like these feel better than my bed
Back on the ground chucks in the sky they're my own legs
No time for clocks but I know it must be night
It's still warm but I can tell by the lights
There's a million little bubbles in the sky
It's like each of them's responsible for someone else's smile
There's a band on stage and we're dancing away to a song we've never heard before
And a pile of cups 'cause the drinks and the f*cks that we give are the only way we pay
For the best time of the year
I'm not usually a fan but here I couldn't care less
If we hooked up a year or five ago or if you're my best friend's ex
It's just that I'm too busy to pretend I care
But I like the silent agreement that we share
There's a million little bubbles in the sky
It's like each of them's responsible for someone else's smile
There's a band on stage and we're dancing away to a song we've never heard before
And a pile of cups 'cause the drinks and the f*cks that we give are the only way we pay
For the best time of the year
And when it's over
We all dance one last time around the fountain
It's over
We all remember why we're here
And when it's over
We all dance one last time around the fountain
It's over
And we remember why we're here
There's a band on stage and we're dancing away to a song we've never heard before
And a pile of cups 'cause the drinks and the f*cks that we give are the only way we pay
There's a band on stage
And we're dancing away
For the best time of the year
The best time of the year