faces around me, they keep rearranging
i'm always stuck at square one
i find myself waking
confused, my head aching
and wondering what have i done
well...

we're out
we're out
we're out again
and in my sober mind i realize just how stupid i had been

i'll spend the holidays alone because they only make me sad
my best friend is a six-pack
my best friend is a six-pack
my girlfriend is a cigarette
she makes me so damn mad
but even still she always takes my breath away

the lights are dimming, i'm in way over my head
i'm so exhausted but i just don't feel i'm welcome in my bed
set fire to my phonebook and to everyone who's in it
cause the small-talk makes me nauseous and it's trivial at best

i'm sad to say i feel like shooting up, i'm breaking down
i'm terrified and wanna hide away
i miss the days when we would speak in lullabies
this time i fear my troubles may be here to stay
yeah, may be here to stay

how hard can i try? goddamnit time flies
even when you aint having much fun
sleeping pills and whiskey, cause you wouldn't even miss me
and i can't afford to get myself a gun

i'm sad to say i feel like shooting up, i'm breaking down
i'm terrified and wanna hide away
i miss the days when we would speak in lullabies
this time i fear my troubles may be here to stay
yeah, may be here to stay

i'm sad to say i feel like shooting up, i'm breaking down
i'm terrified and wanna hide away
i miss the days when we would speak in lullabies
this time i fear my troubles may be here to stay


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