Down, down down it didn't exist, I confused hunger with lovesick. Got pulled up by a pint on a hazy night but got dragged back down in hindsight. Suck it up they said to me there's plenty more fish in this bottle, So I drowned my lungs with cigarettes and got fucked on the fact I'm lonely. Down down down it this vodka this dream cos there's so much left here to drink, I Hope this scar don't pull apart because blood don't look so good on me Ripped jeans. I drank hard like a demon, but I'm used to it, With all the faux pas of a free man, who didn't know to quit. I drank hard like a demon, who would've thought, That what I built to be giant, would be left so small. Oh my God I drink to forget, I love leaving cigarette stains on my twin sized bed, Still I'm singing. Oh my God I drink to forget, I love leaving cigarette stains on my twin sized bed, Still I'm singing. Ripped Jeans...