Give me the keys, you're way too drunk to drive
And I should know, your boyfriend's a dick
The face for the radio but you can't tune out
I didn't wanna come to this party
The climbs are less broken than the army boy
You insisted and you twisted my arm
And here we are
Mascara running down your face
Running down your shirt
Running down your leg
Into the dirt, where he belongs (ah, ah)
When we get home
I'll sit with you til you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you til you drift away tonight
Mascara, mascara
The bathroom floor is checkered black and white
Just like your life is
When we were kids we were chasing ghosts
But now tonight's more frightening
Mascara running down your face
Running down your shirt
Running down your leg
Into the dirt, where he belongs (ah, ah)
When we get home
I'll sit with you til you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you til you drift away tonight
It all washes away, it all washes away
It all washes away, it all washes away
Someday, someday
When we get home
I'll sit with you til you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you til you drift away tonight
Mascara, mascara