Wake up shivering
Feels like shit
Clean up, get dressed
Think things over, start again
Not the best way to wake up
With your head in a bucket
Thoughts of going to work
Thinking I don't want to leave this room today
No lipstick on my collar
But I've got a black eye
I must have had a heavy night
I thought this town could set things right
We're wasted
Oh my days
We're wasters
Wasting away
Roll up
At half past six
It's still dark outside
I still feel like shit
In the right mind to ring in sick
These are hard times
Hard to live with
No lipstick on my collar
But I've got a black eye
I must have had a heavy night
I thought this town could set things right
Again
We were kings
Let's just stop pretending
We won't take anything were offered
Because we know ourselves
I won't call it escaping
Won't call it anything
Except strung out