Dumpweed

It’s understood, I said it many ways
Too scared to run, I’m too scared to stay
I said I’d leave, but I could never leave her
If I did, you know I’d never cheat her

But this I ask, It’s what I want to know
How would you feel, If I should choose to go
Another guy, you think it’d be unlikely
Another guy, you think he’d want to fight me

She’s a dove, She’s a fuckin’ nightmare
Unpredictable, it’s my mistake to stay here
On the go and it’s way too late to play
I need a girl that I can train

I heard it once, I’m sure I heard it twice
My dad used to give me all of his advice
He would say you got to turn your back and run now
Come on son, you haven’t got a chance now

She’s a dove, She’s a fuckin’ nightmare
Undpredictable, it was my mistake to stay here
On the go and it’s way too late to play
I need a girl that I can train

She’s a dove, She’s a fuckin’ nightmare
Undpredictable, it was my mistake to stay here
On the go and it’s way too late to play
I need a girl that I can train

I need a girl that I can train
I need a girl that I can train
Turn your back and run now
You haven’t got a chance now

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Tom: Wow! Hey, I’m fucking in the mood… to party!
Mark: Hey all right!
Tom: Well fucking all right!
Hey, you know what we’re gonna to do tonight?
A whole lotta’ fuckin’.
Mark: We’re all gonna get laid!
This song’s about my herpes, it’s called Don’t Leave Me,
it goes like this.

Don’t Leave Me

Don’t leave me, all alone
Just drop me, off at home
I’ll be fine, it’s not the first
Just like last time, but a little worse, and

She said that I’m not the one that she thinks about and
She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down
I said, “don’t let your future be destroyed by my past.”
She said, “Don’t let my door hit your ass.”
(fuck yeah!)

Just gimme one more chance, I’ll try this time
I’ll give you yours, I won’t take mine
I’ll listen up, pretend to care
Go on ahead, I’ll meet you there, and

She said that I’m not the one that she thinks about and
She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down
I said, “don’t let your future be destroyed by my past.”
She said, “Don’t let my door hit your ass.”
(bass solo!)

Let’s try this one more time with feeling
One more time with feeling
One more time with feeling
One more time with feeling

She said that I’m not the one that she thinks about and
She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down
I said, “don’t let your future be destroyed by my past.”
She said, “Don’t let my door hit your ass.”

Don’t leave me, all alone
Just drop me, off at home
And I’ll be fine

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Tom: You will be fine you fucking asshole! Wow!!!
(BURP) Excuse me!
Mark: Thank you.
Tom: Heya, hey Mark! We have a very special person here,
that wants to say hi. You guys, this is Satan.
Satan: Hello kids. If you guys will take off your pants,
then maybe I will be able to help you. I wanna have fun
with you, but I’m gonna have to see your dick. Plural.
I have to go away now, because there is another song.
And I’ve got a boner. You guys mind if I get a boner kids?

Alien Exist

Hey mom there’s something in the backroom
I hope it’s not the creatures from above
You used to read me stories
As if my dreams were boring
We all know conspiracies are dumb

What if people knew that these were real
I’d leave my closet door open all night
I know the CIA would say
What you hear is all hear say
I wish someone would tell me what was right

Up all night long
And there’s something very wrong
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I’m not like you guys
I’m not like you

I am still the skeptic, yes you know me
(Yes you know me)
Been best friends and will be ’till we die

I got an injection
Of blood from the erection
My bestfriend thinks I’m humping guys
Alright

Up all night long
And there’s something very wrong
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I’m not like you guys
I’m not like you

Dark and scary, ordinary, explanation, information
Nice to know ya, paranoia
Wheres my mother, bio-father

Up all night long
And there’s something very wrong
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I’m not like you guys
Twelve majestic lies
Tom has sex with guys

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Tom: Hey Mark, who here thinks that I look very similar to Tom Cruise?
Thank you
Mark: Yeah
Tom: I think so too
Mark: Like Tom Cruise, from that movie, born on the fourth of July?
That one? Who is handicapped and retarded and stupid and nobody likes him
and he just shits all over himself and is a fucking asshole? Hey!
Tom: That was mean!
Mark: That’s right!
Tom: Never attack somebody who shits on himself.
You guys think it’s weird to shit your pants while you’re sleeping?
Not that I do it but I did it last night
and I haven’t taken a shower since
and I’m wondering if that’s what smells
Mark: Hey I wrote this next song wanna hear it?
You don’t have a choice, it goes like this…

Family Reunion

Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cock-sucker,
Mother-fucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat.

Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cock-sucker,
Mother-fucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat.

Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cock-sucker,
Mother-fucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat.

Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cock-sucker,
Mother-fucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat.

I fucked your mom
I wanna suck my dick, and my boobs too, oh is this thing on?

Going Away To College

Please take me by the hand
It’s so cold out tonight
I’ll put blankets on the bed
I won’t turn out the lights
Just don’t forget to think about me
And I won’t forget you
“I’ll write you once a week” she said

Why does it feel the same
To fall in love or break it off?
And if a young love is just a game
Then I must have missed the kick-off
Don’t depend on
Me to ever follow through on
Anything but,
I’d go through hell for you and

I haven’t been this scared,
In a long time
And I’m so unprepared
So here’s your Valentine
Bouquet of clumsy words
A simple melody
This world’s an ugly place
But you’re so beautiful, Skylee!

I’ll think about the times
You kissed me after class
And you put up with my friends
I acted like an ass
I’d ditch my lecture
To watch the girls play soccer
Is my picture
Still hanging in her locker?

I haven’t been this scared
In a long time
And I’m so unprepared
So here’s your Valentine
Bouquet of clumsy words
A simple melody
This world’s an ugly place
But you’re so beautiful..

I haven’t been this scared
In a long time
And I’m so unprepared
So here’s your Valentine
Bouquet of clumsy words
A simple melody
This world’s an ugly place
But you’re so beautiful…to Travis!

What’s My Age Again?
I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out, and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the fuckin TV
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the fuck is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

Later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husbands in jail
This state looks down on sodomy

And that’s about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the fuck is call ID?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

(It’s the soft pitty part!)

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three
And you still act like you’re in Freshman year
What the fuck is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

And thats about the time that she broke up with me
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years to go and fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never want to act my age
What’s my age again?
Where’s my asian friend?
What’s my age again?

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WHERE’S MY ASIAN FRIEND?!?
Fuck yeah!

Dick Lips

Please, mom
You ground me all the time
I know that I was right
All along

And I’m hoping
Remember I’m a kid
I know not what I did
Just having fun

You couldn’t wait for something new
And yesterday I thought of you
It left me to think as if I couldn’t walk away
It’s too late, I fell through

Nothing to lose
A boy who went out when he finished all his chores
Nothing to do
They can’t trust me because I blew it once before

Shit, dad
Please don’t kick my ass
I know I’ve seen you trashed
At least one time

Can I blame it
On one of my dumb friends?
It’s been awhile
Since I have used that line

You couldn’t wait (you couldn’t wait)
For something new (for something new)
And yesterday (and yesterday)
I thought of you (I thought of you)
It left me to think as if I couldn’t walk away
It’s too late, I fell through

Nothing to lose
A boy who went out when he finished all his chores
Nothing to do
They can’t trust me because I blew it once before

(Alright)

Nothing to lose
A boy who went out when he finished all his chores
Nothing to do
They can’t trust me because I blew it once before

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Tom: Hey, uh, Mark.
Mark: What, what the fuck do you want, Tom? I’m sick of
“hey Mark, hey, hey Mark, hey Mark, hey look at this,
hey, look at, look at how I can make it bigger if I rub
it, look at this, hey Mark, come here.”
Tom: No, seriously, Mark, hey, hey Mark. I wasn’t really
masturbating. I’ve never done that. I was, uh… I was
inspecting my testicles for weird bumps.
Mark: That’s what you say. That’s what you say if your
parents ever catch you. “I wasn’t masturbating, I was just
cleaning it and it went off.”
Tom: You guys wanna hear a song that I wrote about four days
ago? ‘Cause you really don’t have a choice, you might as
well be into it.
Mark: Yeah, you might as well act like you want to hear it
cause otherwise we’ll play it twice.
Tom: Yeah, you bastards. Song goes like this.

Blow Job

It’d be nice
To have a blowjob
It would be nice
To have a blow job
It would be nice
To have a blow job
It would be nice
To have a blow job
It would be nice
To have a blow job
It would be nice
To have a blow job
It would be nice
To have a blow job
It would be nice
To have a blow job
From your mom

Untitled

I think of awhile ago
We might have had it all
I was so stupid then
You needed time to grow

But now just as things change
As well my feelings do
In time things rearrange
I am so sick of chasing you

But what do I get ’cause I just seem to lose
You make me regret those times I spent with you
And playing those games as I wait for your call
And now I give up, so goodbye and so long

It’s not a change of pace
This time I’ll get it right
It’s not a change of taste
I was the one there last night

You have your other friends
They were there when you cried
Didn’t mean to hurt you then
Best friends just won’t leave your side

But what do I get ’cause I just seem to lose
You make me regret those times I spent with you
And playing those games as I wait for your call
And now I give up, so goodbye and so long

It’s not a change of pace
This time I’ll get it right
It’s not a change of taste
I was the one there last night

When I needed you most
When I needed a friend
You let me down now
Like I let you down then

So sorry, it’s over
(Ahh…)

(screaming)
What? It’ll clear up, I promise, I got some ointment for it,
the doctor says it’s not infectious it’ll be gone in a week.

Voyeur

And when the day ends I’m sure she feels sorrow
The lonely guy I am I like to watch her change
I’ve been here two days, I’ll sure be here tomorrow
I’d eat her all if she were on my dinner plate

(And I wish)
I wish she’d be more kind now
I’m out of luck ’cause the shades are pulled down
I’ve seen everything there is to be shown
I followed her all the way home

I can’t be too cool in a tree with my pants down
The air is cold and I’ve got splinters in my feet
She caught me once, but I don’t think that she cares now
Unlike before, her view is now blocked by a leaf

(And I wish)
I wish she’d be more kind now
I’m out of luck ’cause the shades are pulled down
I’ve seen everything there is to be shown
I followed her all the way home

I bet this last time is the one time too many
The rush of waiting is burning through head
Right after supper her brother showers twice a week
He kicks my ass so much, that fucking white inbred

I’ve made mistakes by looking in the wrong window
Her dad is big and I’ve never seen his face
I’ve been here two days, and I’ll sure be here tomorrow
My lady’s so sweet, she likes to entertain

(And I wish)
I wish she’d be more kind now
I’m out of luck ’cause the shades are pulled down
I’ve seen everything there is to be shown
I followed her all the way home

I bet this last time’s the one time too many
The rush of waiting is burning through head
Right after supper her brother showers twice a week
He kicks my ass so much, that filthy white imbred

Pathetic

I know I’m pathetic, I knew when she said it
A loser, a bum’s what she called me when I drove her home
There’s no more waiting and sure no more wasting
I’ve done all I can but she still wants to be left alone

You got, you got, you got to help me out
And I’ll try not to argue
No one, no one, no one likes a drop-out
Mistakes are hard to undo

Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong
I think I’m different, but I’m the same and I’m wrong
Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong
I think I’m different, this is where I belong

I think it’s disgusting, believing and trusting
If I gave a fuck there would be nothing for me to prove
Although it’s amusing, it’s slightly confusing
I’ve done all I can but her ego is still hard to move

You got, you got, you got to help me out
And I’ll try not to argue
No one, no one, no one likes a drop-out
Mistakes are hard to undo

Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong
I think I’m different, but I’m the same and I’m wrong
Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong
I think I’m different, this is where I belong

Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong
I think I’m different, this is where I belong

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Tom: Hey, you guys know…
Mark: You guys havin’ fun?
Tom: We’re professionals. You might not have noticed that,
but we are professionals at what we do. We just professionally
suck, and professionally act like a bunch of assholes on stage,
that’s what we do. We’re just as God made us.
Mark: Hey! You better wipe that shit-eating grin off your face
cause this next song is a sad one. And, uhhhh… more importantly
than that, if you’re eating shit and grinning, then today’s probably
not your day anyways, so, whatever.

Adams Song

I never thought I’d die alone
I laughed the loudest who’d have known
I traced the cord back to the wall
No wonder it was never plugged in at all
I took my time, I hurried up
The choice was mine, I didn’t think enough
I’m too depressed, to go on
You’ll be sorry when I’m gone

I never conquered, rarely came
Sixteen just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn’t wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over we’d survived
I couldn’t wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never thought I’d die alone
Another six months I’ll be unknown
Give all my things to all my friends
You’ll never set foot in my room again
You’ll close it off, board it up
Remember the time that I spilled the cup
Of apple juice in the hall
Please tell mom this is not her fault

I never conquered, rarely came
Sixteen just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn’t wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over we’d survived
I couldn’t wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never conquered, rarely came
Tomorrow holds such better days
Days when I can still feel alive
When I can’t wait to get outside
The world is wide, the time goes by
The tour is over, I’d survived
I can’t wait till I get home
To pass the time in my room alone

Peggy Sue

I know what it’s like to be alone sitting in your room
Listening to all the doubts that your parents have to say to you

And as your head gets all cluttered inside
Try to stay awake
Everything they say are lies
That’s all the shit that you ever have to take

So hold in all your aggresions
Because your grinding your teeth on down to
The bottom of your chin

It’s not easy or so damn pleasing
To not laugh at everything they say that
They tell you what to be you’re not alone

I know what it’s like to be denied at everything you do
It’s not the same reason why that
Makes you change the things that you once knew

As your head gets all cluttered inside
Give more than you take
Everything they say are lies
That’s all the shit that you ever have to take

So hold in all your aggresions
Because your grinding your teeth on down to
The bottom of your chin

It’s not easy or so damn pleasing
To not laugh at everything they say that
They tell you what to be you’re not alone

You say you want to take off your shoes just to
Walk barefoot down the street
Just to be the things that you can be
Just live for one more week (Go!)

You say you want to take off your shoes just to
Walk barefoot down the street
Just to be the things that you can be
Just live for one more week

So hold in all your aggressions
Because your grinding your teeth on down to
The bottom of your chin

It’s not easy or so damn pleasing
To not laugh at every word they say that
They tell you what to be you’re not alone

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Tom: I choose to blame my parents for giving me a small, bent weiner,
and an ugly face. Hey, do your guys’s… you know what I noticed Mark?
Mark: Yes I do.
Tom: What, do you know, you know what I noticed?
Mark: Yes.
Tom: I noticed that throughout the, the many years of me playing with my
own weiner, it bends to the wrong side. I think I pulled it too far to the
something, the right. Do you guys care? There’s something seriously wrong
with my dick kids, and I need your, uh, sympathy.

Wendy Clear

Let’s take the boat out on the bay
Forget your job for just one day
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad
It might be inappropriate because
Either way our band gets dropped, oh yeah
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad

But I’d play with fire to break the ice
And I’d play with a nuclear device
Is it something I’ll regret?
Why do I want what I can’t get?
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad

The three-date theory is getting old
Everyone is getting left out in the cold
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad
So I’ll see you with another guy
Who pretends not to hear you when you cry, oh yeah
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad

But I’d play with fire to break the ice
And I’d play with a nuclear device
Is it something I’ll regret?
Why do I want what I can’t get?
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad

I’ll be moving on, moving on
Moving on, and on and on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on and on and on

But I’d play with fire to break the ice
And I’d play with a nuclear device
Is it something I’ll regret?
Why do I want what I can’t get?
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad
I wish it didn’t have to be so bad
(I wish it didn’t have to PEE so bad!)

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Tom: You guys wanna hear from Satan again?
Satan: Well hello kids. Are you enjoying the show so far?
Chances all you’re all gonna get laid tonight! I wanna sleep
with every single person here! Starting with the retards in
the… starting with the… sorry kids I’m not very funny any
more. I’m having a hellish of a day. Hey, I just made…
Tom: Wait… what if we did something like this. Hey Satan?
Satan: Yes Tom?
Tom: Hey, I was just wondering if I’m gonna get laid tonight.
Mark: Why no you’re not Tom.
Tom: Why not?
Satan: Because your dick is small, dark, and ugly.
Tom: Alright. Am I funny or what?!?!?
(silence)
Mark: Hey, uh, I’m wanna tell ya how it’s gonna work from, uh,
for the rest of the show here. We’re gonna say that this is our
last song, and we’re gonna play it, then we’re gonna walk off stage,
but it’s really we’re not even done yet, we’re gonna come back out
and play two more songs even after that, so, uh. That’s how it works.
You know how it works. You go and you see a band play, the walk off
stage all “thanks a lot! goodnight!”, and you know those motherfuckers
are gonna come back out and play two more songs anyways, so, you know
what. At least we’re straight about it.
Tom: They call it an encore.
Mark: Yeah, it’s an encore.
Tom: Encore. Say it with us kids, encore.

Carousel

I talk to you every now and then
I never felt so alone again
I stop to think at a wishing well
My thoughts send me on a carousel
Here I am, standing on my own
Not a motion towards the telephone
I know, not a reason what
Solitudes a reason to die

Just you wait and see
(Just you wait and see)
A school life is a
It is a woken dream
Aren’t you feeling alone
I guess its another
I guess its another
(I had sex with your mother)
Night alone

Now as I walk down the street
Need a job just to sleep in sheets
Buying food every once in awhile
But not enough to purchase a smile
A tank of gas is a treasure to me
I know now that nothing is free
I talk to you every now and then
I never felt so along again

Just you wait and see
(Just you wait and see)
A school life is a
It is a woken dream
Aren’t you feeling alone
I guess its another
I guess its another
(It’s another stand up)
Night alone

All the Small Things

All the, small things
True care, truth brings
I’ll take, one lift
Your ride, best trip

Always, I know
You’ll be at my show
Watching, waiting, commiserating

Say it ain’t so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na

Late night, come home
Work sucks, I know
She left me roses by the stairs
And suprises let me know she cares

Say it ain’t so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na

Say it ain’t so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still I’ll be your thrill,
the night will go on, my little redmill
Say it ain’t so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still, I’ll be your thrill, the night will go on,
the night will go on, my little redmill

All the, small things

Mutt
He pauses shaving and he tells himself that he is the bomb
She has her curlers set, her credit cards are paying the funds
He’s not that old, I’ve been told, a strong sexual goal
She go out every day
She goes every way, oh yeah!
And they don’t even care at all

She’s open waiting for more
And I know he’s only looking to score
And it’s way too unhealthy
Often they’ve typically
Been starved for attention before

She smokes a dozen and he doesn’t seem to notice the smell
He took the seat off his own bike because the way that it felt
He wants to bone, this I know, she is ready to blow
They go out every night
His pants are super tight, oh yeah!
They don’t even care at all

She’s open waiting for more
And I know he’s only looking to score
And it is way too unhealthy
Often they’ve typically
Been starved for attention before

She’s open waiting for more
And I know he’s only looking to score
And it is way too unhealthy
Often they’ve typically
Been starved for attention before

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Take off your pants!

The Country Song

Uh-oh…
Oooh Shit…
Ahh Fuck I’m gonna start dancin’

Take off your pants Dad
Your penis is the biggest thing
My Butt’s ever had
Cuz I know….It Feels so goood

Shut Your Fucking face uncle Fucker.

This one goes out, to all our fans
To all the punk-rock kids, who’ve been into our band
You only know us, from this one song
Here’s news for you, we’ve been around for six years long
And it hurts…
(fuck yeah!)

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It’s alright to tell me
What you think about me
I won’t try to argue
Or hold it against you,
I know that you’re leaving,
You must have your reasons,
The season is calling
Your pictures are falling down

The steps that I retrace
The sad look on your face
The timing and structure
Did you hear he fucked her?
A day late, a buck short
I’m writing the report
On losing and failing
When I move I’m flailing now

It’ll happen once again
I’ll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody’s gone
And I’ve been here for too long
To face this on my own
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up

And maybe I’ll see you
At a movie sneak preview
You’ll show up and walk by
On the arm of that guy
And I’ll smile and you’ll wave
We’ll pretend it’s okay
The charade it won’t last
When he’s gone, I won’t come back

It’ll happen once again
You’ll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody’s gone
And you’ve been here for too long
To face this on your own
Well I guess this is growing up

I wish I was little bit taller
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl that looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six four Impala

I wish I was little bit taller
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl that looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six four Impala

Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up

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We’d like to thank you all for coming out…

Mark: Alright! Thanks a lot you guys! woo!
We’ll see ya next time, motherfuckers!
Tom has no dick! No dick at all people!
Thanks a lot and goodnight!

Man Overboard

So sorry it’s over, so sorry it’s over
There so much more that I wanted and
(So sorry it’s over)
There so much more that I needed and
(So Sorry it over)
Time keeps moving on and on and on
Soon we’ll all be gone

Let’s take some time to talk this over
You’re out of line and rarely sober
We can’t depend on your excuses
Cause in the end it’s fucking useless
You can only lean on me for so long
Bring the ship about to watch a friend drown
Sit out on the ledge, begged you to come down
You can only lean on me for so long

I remember shots without a chaser
Absent minded thoughts now you’re a stanger
Cover up the scars
Put on your game face
Left you in a bar, to try and save face

You can only lean on me for so long
Bring the ship about to watch a friend drown
Sit out on the ledge, begged you to come down
You can only lean on me for so long
So sorry it’s over, so sorry it’s over
There’s so much more that I wanted and
(So sorry it’s over)
There’s so much more that I needed and
(So sorry it’s over)
Time keeps moving on and on and on
Soon we’ll all be gone

Man on a mission can’t say I miss him around
Insider information, hand in your resignation
Loss of a good friend best of intentions I found
Tight lipped procrastination
Yeah later, see you around

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