Ryan Star - F*ck'n Up

Snuck you out of your bedroom window- Almost every night. We'd park out front and watch the cars fly by. Backseat lovers in a hurricane- Never wanted to go home. Back by five so your parents never know. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. You let me sleep on your couch that winter- At your college dorm, When I didn't have the strength to move back home. Your father offered me a job that summer- At the family store. Son, what are you wasting your life for? Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Ohh- Ohh. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Called you from so many hotel lobbies- Always out on the road. Oh, how all the years just come and go. We had to sell the car last fall- So you never made it to the shows. Another reason why we cried When we heard my song on the radio. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Oh, here's to growing up- And never giving up, oh. Oh, here's to growing up- And always fuck'n up. Ohh- Ohh. Ohh- Ohh. Ohh- Ohh. Ohh- Ohh.