You’re like a party somebody threw me 
You taste like birthday
You look like New Year
You’re like a big parade through town
You leave such a mess but you’re so fun

Tell all the neighbors to start knocking down walls
To grab their guitars [bad word] out to the hall
And we’ll [bad word] out right along to sing ‘em our new song

For every place there is a bus
That’ll take you where you must
Start counting all your money and friends before [bad word] back again

For every road we can’t retrace
For every memory we can’t face
For every name that’s been erased
Let’s have another round

May I propose a little toast?
For all the ones who hurt the most
For all the friends that we have lost
Let’s give them one more round of applause

But you’re like a party somebody threw me
You taste like birthday
You look like New Year
You’re like a big parade through town 
You leave such a mess but you’re so fun