She's a fan of late night drinkin' and head games. I can safely say I fell for that one at least a dozen times in recent memory. At the risk of smashing all that's left inside of me I kept searching for an in. I caught her ear with talk of Boston We both agreed we hate the accent made. I'm a champ at tall cans speaking before me Most of the time they're twice as honest They're articulate in ways I can't explain. I was on a good one, I admit She was onto me, but she was letting it slip. A much appreciated act of kindness I passed out and woke alone ...no thanks to the drinks I was drowned in by midnight For such a nice fucking guy you sure have got a knack for wreckin' shit Blank face the whole ride, back to my own/old life. For such a depressed fuckin' guy you sure do have a mask of self content x2 ...no thanks to the drinks I was drowned in by midnight For such a nice fucking guy you sure have got a knack for wreckin' shit Blank face the whole ride, back to my own/old life For such a depressed fuckin' guy you sure do have a mask of self content x4