Buds

V1:

Sitting round the fire, faking a smile

Swapping stories that make us laugh

Throwing back a case and a half

At the end of the night, we'll plan to reunite

A couple weeks from now

We'll start by asking how

How we're doing, 'fore we get stupid

But we'll all say we're doing fine

Not daring to cross that line

Chorus:

Ain't that what buds are for

We take one down, pass 'em around

Talk circles around the last sports game

Pretend we don't feel the flames

Passing through our own hells

All too scared to tell

'Cause that ain't what real men do

Nah, that ain't what buds are for

V2:

Got all these worries and insecurities

But no one to talk them through

So worried 'bout judgment if they knew

Stuck in isolation, full of apprehension

Locked in the code of how to behave

Act like I'm not trapped in the waves

Trying to tread, above the thoughts in my head

But ooh-ooh-ooh, keep it all to myself

We all gotta operate in stealth

Chorus:

Ain't that what buds are for

We take one down, pass 'em around

Talk circles around the last sports game

Pretend we don't feel the flames

Passing through our own hells

All too scared to tell

'Cause that ain't what real men do

Nah, that ain't what buds are for

Bridge:

We all need somebody to call

When everything feels wrong

Shouldn't feel ashamed

Asking for help fighting the flames

Chorus:

Ain't that what buds are for

We take one down, pass 'em around

Talk circles around the last sports game

Pretend we don't feel the flames

Passing through our own hells

All too scared to tell

'Cause that ain't what real men do

Nah, that ain't what buds are for

Outro:

Maybe someday we'll break the rules

Stop acting like fools

Drop all the acts and inflate the rafts

We'll lift up the pack

And start getting back

Out of the waves and back to the pool