| Lying in a bed of my own making
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| Last thing I knew I was lying on a pavement
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| Bleeding from the head if I’m not mistaken
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| And the only thing to do is wallow in my blues
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| Maybe I don’t want to be a homebody
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| Maybe I do
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| Maybe I don’t want to be with nobody
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| Maybe it’s you
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| Maybe I don’t wanna know
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| Maybe I don’t wanna go
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| Maybe I don’t wanna grow
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| Maybe I don’t wanna vote
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| Maybe I do
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| I’m not through
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| I’m not through
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| I just woke up
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| With the greatest hangover
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| I’m not sober
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| I’m not broken
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| I’m not either
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| It’s not over
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| I’m not decent
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| I’m not evil
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| I’m just me
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| I’m sick of being a liability
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| I don’t really want a sex education
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| Fuck now, think later
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| I don’t really want a bad reputation
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| I’m good, I’m tasteful
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| Wanna be a saint, be paid and stable
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| In ways I could never anticipate
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| I’m unbreakable
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| One of these days
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| I’m gonna wake in a place where somebody
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| Knows my name
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| I’m sick of being a liability
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| I wanna be okay
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| I wanna be okay
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| I just woke up
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| With the greatest hangover
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| I’m not sober
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| I’m not broken
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| I’m not either
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| It’s not over
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| I’m not decent
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| I’m not evil
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| I’m just me
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| I’m sick of being a liability
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| Let’s get married, and travel to Vegas
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| My deplorable behavior is getting outrageous
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| I need Jesus
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| I need relief
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| I need some peace of mind
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| Fuck, I need some sleep
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| I need to find a purpose in life
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| Find what I want
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| 'Cause sometimes I act like a pump
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| When the wine is all in my trunk
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| And my mind is all back to funk
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| I’m hardly a fucking monk
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| Maybe I’m just a little bit itty bit still drunk
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| I just woke up
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| With the greatest hangover
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| I’m not sober
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| I’m not broken
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| I’m not either
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| It’s not over
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| I’m not decent
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| I’m not evil
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| I’m just me
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| I’m sick of being a liability
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| Oh, fuck off |