The Love Me Nots
let s get wrecked
Letâs Get Wrecked
you turn to a bottle to cure your ills
then you graduate to a bottle of pills
spend every waking minute sleeping in
youâre crawling out of your skin
but letâs get wrecked
the face of a junkie, the mean of a drunk
smell like a zombie, canât get it up
you didnât see the cameras when you fell
and you look like hell
but letâs get wrecked
weâre not going to be here long
you donât really care where it went wrong
after the attentionâs come and gone
youâre faking your prescriptions till the dawn
used to be youâd love me all night long
used to blame myself for what youâd done
nothing left but empties and a gun
youâre not going to be here long
but letâs get wrecked