3 Carne Asada Tacos No Guac

It's 3 AM
Do you wanna make a pizza
Oh not again
We're out of everything
And I just wanna feel something

Drive somewhere we've never been
Turn off the GPS and see if we can make it home again
Ain't got no money to spend
Stuff blowing around the car
Like we don't know what windows are

Shouldn't have had two Monsters at 10 PM
But it's too late now here we go again
Suit up, scoot up to the Mexican place
Down the street, quarters in hand
Call up Tim or another friend
Meet up downtown at 4 AM
'Til the sun comes up and we do it again

All we know
Those arе problems for tomorrow
And if we make it safе back home
We might give it another go

It's 5 AM
Standing alone in a half-lit kitchen
My ears still ring
Maybe it stops when I sleep
Or maybe once I taste something
Sometimes I feel as empty
As these dark roads
Staying awake
Just by thinking of getting home
Pulling in
Just bring the essentials
Need to be a big boy
In three hours you know

Shouldn't have had two Monsters at 10 PM
But it's too late now here we go again
Suit up, scoot up to the Mexican place
Down the street, quarters in hand
Call up Tim or another friend
Meet up downtown at 4 AM
'Til the sun comes up and we do it again

[Glitching, overlapping vocals]