Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Today, I'm feelin' pitiful, I'm dumb and hypocritical
I'm taking things too literal when it was hypothetical
I got the things I wanted, now I'm whining over nothing
I've got boulders on my shoulders and my head's a rollercoaster
I wanna stop all the noise, get a little older
Be a little sweeter, taking things slower
Except for not tonight because we're going down to Malibu
We're burning down the interstate
We're rolling down the windows, yelling
"Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven"