I spent 17 years in a coma in New Jersey And I went to a high school where few people liked me Got taller, still skinny, California, no kidding I now throw computers through windows for a living The future me called, I was instructed to f** this They said you can go anywhere, he said Texas I flew there in August, straight A's in my pocket And I walked through entrance twenty-three into college Jennifer, oh how I miss my salad days Where I can always find you Drinking tapioca I fell apart for eighteen-year-old girls in general chemistry And black framed gla**es Whose parents came from China Take pictures on your iphone, your phonetics are inviting The way you say those low front a's makes me think you're from Carolina Thursday night my life will open, and Friday I'll be mad hungover Saturday you'll close it back up, so give me shots of 151 Three C's on three exams later You talked me down at lunch When I said I'd drop out and become a waiter I can't believe that it's October I feel old I feel younger than before I got here So who's around? just throw 'em down I'm trying to get over to Brown And brown out, that's ideal, no? How can I dance if I'm too sober? Yeah she was a junior, and a don't wannabe k-pop dancer Electrical engineer and late-night crossfaded romancer All these soph*mores skewed my curve up And all these clubs, why did I sign up? And all these nights you helped me throw up I'm lucky I still had a bro up And why do all my functions blow up? And why do I refuse to grow up? And why didn't you ever show up? You never show up You f**ed it all up