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I don’t know why it’s so difficult for me
To talk to somebody I don’t know
Well I’ve tried to ask you out about a thousand times
In my head, you just always say “no”

And I don’t care at all, I’ll drink some alcohol
It’ll make me who I really wanna be
But I’m that kind of special person that drinks too much

Three a clock in the morning, double vision with my homies,
Four a clock, feeling funny, got no car and we got no money.
Five a clock, body, sunset, reggae, forty, so we can’t see
Six a clock, came to dentist, asked if he’s got anything.
Eight a clock, feeling shitty, coming down the GPSP
Nine a clock, drunk and driving, on my way to Conquer city.
Ten a clock, I ain’t driving, taking vomit in the back seat,
Twelve a clock, caring less if all my way is all way down.

Well every time you come on over I just wanna listen,
I know you got some issues and I know that you just miss him,
I gotta fever just to see her feelin' like a stalker,
and didn't know I'm really good at makin' you feel awkward...

I'm at a party and I'm barfin' I can barely see,
and every time I talk to you well I can never breathe,
I'm gettin' drunker I'm a bummer I should just call her,

You say you miss her
And it's hard to be apart
Until the next girl you see
When you're drunk at the bar

You ask me why you do it
I couldn't care less
I just smile and shrug

Told my girl I can't see the light
Take my hand and it'll be alright
Should never gone out tonight

I can't find my way home
I can't find my way!

Walk alone and it's hard to breath

Me and my friends in a hundred dollar volvo
Bustin down the street while cruising alvarado
Getting fucked up on the 101
Shooting our guns & having fun
40 beers later & a line of speed
Eight ball of blow & a half pound of weed
Heading down the tracks to mexico
Fucked on beer and stayin gold

You take Sally and I’ll take Sue
There ain’t no difference between the two
Coke’s for whores, it’s not for men
They say it kills but they don’t know when

Cocaine running round in my
Cocaine running round in my
Cocaine running round in my brain

He’s been waiting this time,
Running out of vodka to love.
He’s been going down to hide,
Living in the back of his truck.

With his all American still be thirty
He puts it in the bag and he sits on a curb
And he says

I spent my money on a fifty dollar Volvo
I don’t really care if I make it to the city
I’m getting’ dressed and I’m lookin’ like a hobo
I don’t pay my bills cuz I don’t think it’s necessary

I got no money for you
I got no money for me

Well
I tried to call you up cuz I'm feelin alone
But my minutes ran out on my telephone
So I'll get
Fucked up until I cry
And you'll be
Passed out with another guy
And I'm just freaking out

He's gotta stay in shape
He's gotta stay in shape
Eating down taco I’m sleeping in,
Playing video games.

Quit smoking two packs a day,
He’s got dubstep in his veins

Cold sweat, the summer’s gone,
Wake up, nobody’s home.

I got trouble my way, I guess I’m here to stay,
Somebody told me to leave ‘cause I ain’t looking so great.
Somebody’s running out, I’m shooting everything,
Until I saw on TV, why did I give it away?

ake a little walk to the edge of town
and go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
in the humming wires
Hey man, you know

Well I think you gotta have a care
Every time you look around
Staring at your face
On the screen of my phone
Trying to lie trick my mind
Telling me it's not a crime
Now I really want is for you
To come home

[Verse 1]
You got the car, I got a guy
Just tell me how much I should buy
My homie just got off parole
I got this situation under control
Hopped in his car to get the stuff
One look at me, he called my bluff
Reached for the glovebox in the door

Caught you sleeping on a sunset bench
You know the one I kinda look like shit
Broken fingers and unbloody chest
I don't think you remember this

Then I saw you on the boulevard
Tried to sell me someone's credit card
Hanging out with the avenues

I don’t care if you think it’s cool,
Fucked up and I'm ditching school
I don’t wanna go back to town
With my face to the ground and I’m upside down.

I just wanna get really high,
Smoke weed until I die,
I don’t ever wanna get a job,

One day, I'll be coming home to you
Tonight's gonna be the night when you
Say goodbye and tell me everything's fine
Yeah, right
Okay, I should have been nicer to you
No way, I wouldn't have listened
I'm drunk in parking lots 'cos I can't afford the drinks at the bar

Wake! Bake! Skate!

I do a bunch of drugs
I'm a fiend
I'm an addict
I'm all messed up
Watchin' television static
And I'm gonna try and make it

Checked out, I'm waiting for the weekend
Coked up, It's alright I'm leaving
But I don't ever wanna go
Skip school, I'm already failing
Told mom and dad that I'm bailing
Now we're driving up the coast

Cracked out and sleepless in Seattle

Why did you go betray me?
You're such a whore
I stay at home drinking
You're such a whore
Why did you go betray me?
You're such a whore
I stay at home drinking
You're such a whore