Phoebe Bridgers - Scott Street lyrics

Walking Scott Street, feeling like a stranger With an open heart, open container I've got a stack of mail and a tall can It's a shower beer it's a payment plan There's helicopters over my head Every night when I go to bed Spending money and I earned it When I'm lonely, that's when I'll burn it Do you feel ashamed When you hear my name I asked you "How is your sister? I heard she got her degree" And I said, "That makes me feel old" He said, "What does that make me?" I asked you "How is playing drums?" You said it's too much sh** to carry "And what about the band?" You said they're all getting married Do you feel ashamed When you hear my name Anyway, don't leave a stranger Anyway, don't leave a stranger Don't be a stranger