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