| This will be the last time that you’ll ever see me blink |
| I’m over breaking bottles, broken hearts and rusty ink |
| I think it’s cause I’m thinking that it’s hard for me to think |
| Without me breathing heavy after buying you a drink |
| Now I’m getting older and I know that you are too |
| It’s kinda getting hard to let go of things we do If all of us could stop it would really help me loose |
| All the little problems that come with my abuse |
| Wait, can I put you on hold for just a little bit |
| My throat is getting soar and I think I’m feeling sick |
| Yeah I’m sick, I’m sick, I’m sick, that’s it! |
| My tongue is swelling up and I’m slipping down the slip… |
| Now you know that the joke is on you |
| When you realize that these shrooms go better with juice |
| «Hi sir! Come meet the Captain! |
| He wants to know your name,» |
| I swear he looks so familiar |
| How’d I get on this plane? |
| Oh man I ate the whole bag well, |
| What can you do? |
| Sometimes it takes time it takes time to Then they switch the room |
| I know it’s the blood in her dress |
| That will keep the lions happy |
| While they roll they’re cigarettes |
| Happy serenades armed with hand grenades |
| A fork stuck in her mouth without the wedding cake |
| Her teeth are barbed with glass and she’s drinking lemonade |
| Oh save enough for me; you know I love the taste |
| Get it? |
| Get it? |
| Get it? |
| I want my medicine! (cut the music) |
| I want to take bath! |
| I want to write you a letter that says I’m never coming back! |
| Oh, hunny bunny |
| Oh, hunny bunny, bunny |
| I’m never coming back |
| I’m never ever, ever coming back |
| And if you want me to stay then you better make a move |
| I can’t loose another year smoking drugs over you |
| If you need me at all then please tell me now |
| I won’t kiss your dead cheeks with all that dirt in your mouth |
| I think I’ve had enough |
| My belly’s boiling up |
| I’ll let my bones melt out and let that rug just eat 'em up Smear blood through Idaho |
| From San Fran up to Oregon |
| I want to lay back down and hope my eyes don’t open up I want to let you to know |
| I’m not quite over you |
| I know you love me too |
| But what’s with these drugs we do? |
| I know you’re in the news |
| You know I’m in the news |
| Let’s just forget our names |
| And hope that we don’t catch the blues |
| I want my medicine |
| I want to take a bath |
| I want to write you letter that says I’m never coming back |