Well it looks like your having fun
You got fucked up at the bar again
And I'd hate to be wasting our time
Were always off and on and back off again
And I know that you're alright
And I know that you'll be fine without me
And I'd hate to be causing a scene
But punks dead and your to blame for it
I'm swallowing my words, piss, vomit and shit
Then I cut my tongue and bled out my mouth
And I know that I'm alright
And I know that I'll be fine without you
And I think to myself how piss drunk I am and how you'll die
There's nothing left here so what am I really holding onto
And I'll think to myself the fucked up ways that I could die
And I'll find a hell that will let me burn so I can let you go