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 finally understand why the pain travels up,
From the (fence?) to my hands,
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've gotta try it sometime because it's addicting
She said it feels so great not to feel anything
You've gotta try it sometime because it's addicting
Well I hate the way that you talk about your piercings
Like they will mean something some day
You only got them because your mom hates the way that they look.
Oh
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 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
When I walk you to your 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
But I love the way you say I'm such a good guy tonight