While the obvious connections with suicide or alcoholism could be drawn easily, more subtly this song could be about someone who views the world through a negative lens constantly and how as much as the writer tries to show the beauty in the world, this person refuses to see it. It's one or another between the rope and the bottle. There is no good option for this person. They can't see it. Skiba sings it in a kind of exasperated way like He's tired of hearing this negative view constantly and just allowing that person to continue feeling the way they feel knowing he can't do anything about it. You can hear it when he says maybe you're a vampire.
You're so sweet
You're so fine
I want you all and everything just to be mine
'Cause you're my babe
'Cause you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
You slide so good
With bones so fair
You've got the universe reclining in your hair
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
Just like a car
You're pleasing to behold
I'll call you Jaguar if I may be so bold
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
The wild winds blow
Upon your frozen cheeks
The way you flip your hip it always makes me weak
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
Your motivation is so sweet
Your vibrations are burning up my feet
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
I said, girl I'm just a vampire for your love
And I'm going to suck you
You're so fine
I want you all and everything just to be mine
'Cause you're my babe
'Cause you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
You slide so good
With bones so fair
You've got the universe reclining in your hair
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
Just like a car
You're pleasing to behold
I'll call you Jaguar if I may be so bold
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
The wild winds blow
Upon your frozen cheeks
The way you flip your hip it always makes me weak
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
Your motivation is so sweet
Your vibrations are burning up my feet
'Cause you're my babe
Yes, you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love
I said, girl I'm just a vampire for your love
And I'm going to suck you
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