Intro: verse 1: Two miles from the hotel, eight hundred from home We're forced to call on all we know But all we know's a joke The van just started shaking, coughing out black smoke We're pulling off in a parking lot cause this might just explode (strum once) Cause it's New Year's Eve and four degrees We're stranded, hopeless I just want some sleep Drew's too busy sexting with some girl he met last show Tripping balls from the soft effects of a Nyquil overdose Nobody's been asking how we're gonna get home Cause we all know We'll deal with it tomorrow Yeah, we know Chorus: