The Ballad Of The Designated Driver Testo

I'm making my rounds outside the dance floor watching the alcohol take its toll,I am what you call playing the wall,
But to tell you the truth I'm holding It up.
I am chewing on the ice at the bottom of watered down cokes.
I'm tearing this paper cup to pieces over conversations that revolve around bands I either love or hate on any number of themed musical nights.
I'll be here all night.
I am your ride home.
I will overhear the pick up lines of aspiring alpha males,
I will watch stupid girls fall into traps. I am what you call playing the wall, but between you and me I'm holding it up,