The smell of vodka on your breath
Have i got no more chances left
She started talking like she wanted me
I've got a feeling that she wanted me
He's getting layed out
I don't wanna go home
She said i'm not a f*cking fool
She said she wishes i were cool
She said i think it's for the best
I'm back to whine and cigarettes
As i collide with my own head
She said i'm worth more if i'm dead