You see your reputation precede yourself
It's the reason those outside your circle
Hardly hold their breath
For you to figure it out
No one will move into this house
But you'll still be proud, partied out
With ignorance and bliss to go around

No one is home
No one is asking what you're up to
Was this what I asked for
I'm figure skating on our floor
Doing kitchen counter keg stands
Alcohol inside old cans
Mixing beer and fruit juice
For a cast of drunken dudes
Who tolerate you

You're still proud, partied up and down
With ignorance and bliss to go around

What makes girls your age
Skip the interesting stage
Of carrying a common conversation
What makes the crew of you align
To a unit, passing time
Talking poorly about everyone around you
About everyone

If ignorance is bliss
I'll move out now