Well how do I do, not good, fuck me I spent the last ten days of my life not getting any sleep Well how do I do, I don't, fuck you I spent the last ten days of my life searching for you What have you I heard, I heard everything And all that has changed, I have no clean clothes Selling my heart plus delusion plus nowhere left to go Small things become smaller, false not true You were not right, I have some guts somewhere What have you I heard, I heard everything (...) Well how did I do, not good, fuck this I spent the last ten days of my life ripping off the Smiths The pressure is on my head, my knee This amp's too heavy to carry, I need some wheels now What have you I heard, I heard everything