Just called to prove that I'm a mess
And hear you laugh your fucking face off
You've gotten great at your rubbing it in
Actions spoke loudly, I'm a shit
You've got support in group discussions
Go be a saint with all of our friends

Have fun with those liars
For now I'm safe in my retreat
And I'll write you all off here with ease.
I forget another face with every drink

I'm counting down from a sober place to shit-faced island retreat
And I'll write you all off here with ease
I forget another face with every drink


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