Your voice is so fucked up right now Let me try it one more time Everybody's dead ♪ ♪ You don't have the guts anymore Hit me like a truck and I fell to the floor You don't give a fuck anymore I couldn't fault the hit-and-run if you settled the score I think I wanna punch you I really, really want to You're talkin' at me like I know what you mean I made a mistake Could you give me somethin' to respond to? You don't have the guts (guts) anymore You were playin' with your guns, so I ran to the door What's your bad side? Give me anyone else I fear your backbite You can't get over yourself Any percent your function So can we skip the introductions? The only time that I'm the girl of your dreams Is when you're shit-faced Another white boy with a concussion Everybody's dead and it's all my fault Everybody's dead and it's all my fault ♪ Everybody's dead and it's all my fault Everybody's dead and it's all my fault That's better, so feel better, okay? No more, no more sad