Hello six pack of confidence
Been so many nights since we first met
Glad to see youve brought all your friends
For another night of plastic cup politics

Hello Mr. Six pack of confidence
I'm glad to see youve already met
Ms. Twelve ounces of loneliness
And Mr. Plastic cup politics
I see you're under the influence
Of warm beer and [bad word] of all your friends
And I see that Mr. Loud Mouth has had his 40 ounce
And will pass out, I have no doubt
So drop your plastic cups and clear your clouded heads

I keep asking myself if they realize
Their fears are really just the same as mine
Do they know all their insecurities
Are the same ones that are inside of me?
As [bad word] and go
Do they know they're really not alone?
And the life of the party just left
I guess I couldn't cure his emptiness
Like all the rest
So drop your plastic cups and clear your clouded heads
Your clouded heads

Here we are, another wasted night
And I am right along the side
Of forty sets of bloodshot eyes
And plastic smiles miles wide
Match plastic cups well leave behind
Its just another night of plastic cup politics
So drop your empty cups and clear your clouded heads