Stale as a 2 day half full beer
Cigarette boats float around in here
A field in my gut lacking sunshinePut down like a teenager's first drink
I cough up compliments, I think
You're better off walking away while you still canShe was passing through to climb a hill
As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
My better half was praying for you to fall
Rotten like a 3 week half full glass
Of breast milk, drunken off my ass
I would give anything to erase the past nine years of my lifePut down like a prostitute in court
All liberty soon to abort
Like my sanity, like thoughts of youShe was passing through to climb a hill
As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
My better half was praying for you to fallPraying for you to fall
So pitiful
Praying for you to fall
I'm fucking pitiful
Praying for you to fall
So pitiful
Praying for you to fall
So fuckin' pitiful
