I feel your pity
It’s drips right down your fucking shirt
It’s pooling right by your legs
A sad spot for you to be
I hear you calling
You think I fuck up everything
Well, that might be true
Chance to shine or something to prove
Hold me, and tell me I’m someone you like
Someone who loves me
Sounds like it would be nice
I got fucked up
I threw some asshole down the stairs
Drunk tank at 3am
I find myself with new friends
High on my soap box
I can see the world for what it worth
So tired of all our shit
I’m sick of how we’ve been
I stole a car and crashed it
Got out and left it in the street
I can’t feel my legs
Need to make it home to your bed
