Intro: verse 1: you tell me that you wanna go to heaven but you run around acting like you're gonna live forever you tell me that you're going through hell but you're putting others through it you say that i smell like i haven't had a shower in 23 days like an unbalanced beer can two minutes too late a look like a stale face from a fresh grave with a chip on my shoulder and an eye full of rage Refrain 1: can you taste that beer with your back to the bar can you smell a cigarette without letting down your guard? ten cans 4 a.m. friends the sad thing is that you've always been like this moaning in a bed shaped like a hearse believe the lies that you tell yourself Post Chorus: