I had a friend who moved to San Francisco, yeah He said the air was cleaner there He said his sister's still alive But her kid's on some new kind of drug Help me To finally understand Why the pain travels up from the pen to my hand To my brain, through my lungs, where I can't breathe anymore Because my oxygen ran low She said, "It feels so great not to feel anything You gotta try it sometime, because it's addicting" She said "It feels so great not to feel anything You gotta try it sometime, because it's addicting" Well I hate the way that you talk about your piercings Like they will mean something someday You only got them because your mom hates the way that they look Well, alright, alright I'll take you home this time So you and your drunk friends can stay alive And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy When I walk you to the door tonight Alright, alright I'll take you home this time So you and your drunk friends can stay alive And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy Alright, alright I'll take you home this time So you and your drunk friends can stay alive And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy Tonight