I was bored as fuck Sitting around and thinking all this morbid stuff Like if anyone I’ve slept with is dead and I got stuck On death and dying and obsessive thoughts that won’t let up It makes me feel like I’m about to throw up Motivation, it comes and goes. Keepin' expectations low So when Let I you down I won't feel so bad Sloppy Steffy back at it again, calling you up at 5 A.M "Have you been drinking??" Well of course I have Your sister thinks that I'm a freak She's been ignoring my calls, we haven't spoken in a week I get so drunk that I can't speak Yeah, nothing's working and the future's looking bleak and I say Chorus Woooooooo ooooooooh Three beers and I'm so messed up, get drunk and I can't shut up Woooooooo ooooooooh She says that I drink too much, I fucked up and she hates my guts My sweat-soaked mattress Corner of the room Cigarettes and matches In the fading afternoon Yesterday I went back to my apartment To see how you've been holding up You hadn't been eating, I thought you were sleeping, but... YOU'RE NOT WAKING UP Now that you're gone I'll be back on my own Giving it all up to leave you alone And if I had my choice I would die by your love I know it wasn't enough One two three - four five six And I've embraced the calamity With an attachment and a passive disinterest Living out the back of my '97 Camry I still dream about you time and time again and I been sleeping in somebody elses bed and as my body aged, the feeling never did