Oh yeah, everything is terrible When buying marijuana makes you feel like a criminal When your new friends take a joke too literal, making you feel like the bad guy Oh, where are we gonna go now that our twenties are over? Oh yeah, all hope abandoned not young enough to be your companion Not old enough to be your guide, what a cliche time to try Oh, where are we gonna go now that our twenties are over? Where are we gonna go now that our twenties are over? Everyone's asking me over and over. The decade taken hostage by my own guilty conscience When you gonna quit this nonsense Everyone's asking me over and over But I don't mind tellin' lies. So oh yeah, let's go to Vegas, Put it all on black and get married by Elvis If we wake up broke we'll be fine, We'll get rich in another lifetime. Like tension you can cut with a knife Like a wedding ring that never fit right Like a car alarm that won't stop howling A decade lost in the motions To romance and cheap whiskey, The subtle sound of a fleeting feeling Like four chords that don't love you no more, in a motel room In a sleeping bag on the floor, Is it wrong to say that things can change?