Panucci's Pizza - Wait, you know who Frankie Muniz is right? lyrics

Fully packed minivans, stocked with Half-finished soda cans I'm sitting here on my back porch like "where the f** are you peter pan?" You were a sight for sore eyes, and mine are still healing Jean jackets with too many patches and coffee breath in the morning What the f** am I doing with my life? I'll get back to you on that in two more years Tell me the same old story again You still don't even know my name So why should I smile and address you by yours? I'll never grow up and be like you I'll pull my own plug before I get even a single slice of liver on my plate What am I doing with my life you ask? I'll get back to you on that in two more years Heartbreak isn't a hierarchy We all get f**ed in the end just the same