It could be worse
I'd have to see you
With your smug f*cking face anytime that the pretty girls meet you
It could worse I'd have to be there
Watch you make a fool of yourself and people ask me why the hell is he here
And I'll tell em I'll tell them the truth
I don't know why the hell I'm even here and I kinda hate you
And then you'll turn to me and say the stupidest God damn thing
Oh why o why o why o, why are we still in in Ohio?
It could be worse
I'd still be burned out
Sitting high on the couch doin nothin cept' playin Zelda
It could be worse I'd had been be f*cked up
Feeling sorry for myself so drunk that I can't just shut up
And then you'll turn to me and say the stupidest f*cking thing
Oh why o why o why o why are we still in in Ohio
Your friends are a drag too many heads on this bag
I need some time to breath 1 2 3 4
Snorting hippie heroin certified crack den
I need some time to breath 1 2 3 4