I skipped the job interview, slept through the alarm,
My mom left seventeen voicemails — I turned off my phone,
I told her I was fine but I was barely getting by,
Twenty-three and clueless in the worst possible way.

And everyone's got a plan except for me,
But I've got a half-tank and a stupid song to scream —

So here we go again, same old disaster,
I'm stayin' stupid — and yeah, I'm getting faster,
Nobody said it'd hurt this much to try,
But I'd rather crash and burn than wonder why.
She said I'd never change, I said "you're probably right,"
She threw her keys across the room, I laughed — bad night,
I wrote a song about it in the parking lot at 2,
It's probably the best thing I have ever written too.

And everyone's got somewhere they belong,
So I'll stay lost and turn the volume up real loud —

So here we go again, same old disaster,
I'm stayin' stupid — and yeah, I'm getting faster,
Nobody said it'd hurt this much to try,
But I'd rather crash and burn than wonder why.
I know I'm runnin' out of excuses,
I know this isn't how it's supposed to go —
But there's something about being twenty-three and useless
That no one over thirty wants to know.

So here we go again, same old disaster,
I'm stayin' stupid — and yeah, I'm getting faster,
Nobody said it'd hurt this much to try,
But I'd rather crash and burn than wonder why.
Stayin' stupid... stayin' alive.
Stayin' stupid... and that's alright.