I had to hurry or I was gonna be late

I got in my car and started to drive

Thinking "tonight is the night to be alive"

I got to the party, saw all my friends drinking

I danced to the music and I kept on thinking

Where are the boos, and wheres the beer?

I asked a friend she said "its right over here"

Just one little drink to get me in the mood

Just one little beer, thats been freshly brewed

I finished the first, and went on to six and seven

I looked at he clock , 45 minutes past eleven

I kept on dancing but I couldnt stand up right

I sat with my head in the toilet half the night

Then I sat on the couch, laughing non-stop

I felt if I got up, I would just drop

I got up anyway and started walking up the stairs

I needed to find some Tylenol in that cabinet of theirs

I got dizzy as I walked down the hall

I tried to steady myself so I wouldnt fall

Then I felt someone behind me, touching by butt

"Lets have some fun" he said, I thought what? what?

He walked me to a bedroom, and locked the door behind

I got so dizzy I fell on the bed, a thousand things rushed through my mind

What is he doing, I tried to move, but he pinned me on the bed

I just went upstairs to get some Tylenol, but I got this instead

He took of my pants and raped me that night

Its all my fault is what your thinking, right?

I should have stayed sober, and not had all that to drink

But theres an ironic part ... one that will make you think

I have a little boy now, hes gonna be three years old soon

I love him more than anything, If I could, I would give him the moon

From that night my life had changed forever, "but whats the ironic part" you say

The guy that raped me, I have known for years, my best friend Jay