What's all this I hear about good looking people
hooking up in parks and exotic places around the world?
We can just go somewhere quiet, if you'd like, and just
think ideas to get us through the night.

I hope you think well of me in your next life.
But deep, deep down, I know you won't.

Long cold nights and open mornings come to greet us with "Hello"
There's money trapped in places it was never meant to go.
Nobody gets me, nobody cares
If only they knew what I need
This bloody washcloth, and dried out handsoap stare at me.

As I sit with this lighter and my hand, and a bong between my legs
Thinking "where the hell did I go wrong?"

What's all this I hear about good looking people
hooking up in parks and exotic places around the world?
We can just go somewhere quiet, if you'd like, and just
think ideas to get us through the night.

I hope you think well of me in your next life.
But deep, deep down, I know you won't.

When you treat me like shit, I feel like shit,
but when you treat me great, I feel amazing.
That is why this is so hard for me to handle
And I just can't grasp that feeling anymore.
That feeling, when you walk through my front door.

What's all this I hear about good looking people
hooking up in parks and exotic places around the world?
We can just go somewhere quiet, if you'd like, and just
think ideas to get us through the night.

I hope you think well of me in your next life.
But deep, deep down, I know you won't,
Because you fucking hate my guts!



Lyrics submitted by MrAvila

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