Your voice is so fucked up right now
Let me try it one more time
Everybody's dead
You don't have the guts anymore
Hit me like a truck and I fell to the floor
You don't give a fuck anymore
I couldn't fault the hit-and-run if you settled the score
I think I wanna punch you
I really, really want to
You're talkin' at me like I know what you mean
I made a mistake
Could you give me somethin' to respond to?
You don't have the guts (guts) anymore
You were playin' with your guns, so I ran to the door
What's your bad side?
Give me anyone else
I fear your backbite
You can't get over yourself
Any percent your function
So can we skip the introductions?
The only time that I'm the girl of your dreams
Is when you're shit-faced
Another white boy with a concussion
Everybody's dead and it's all my fault
Everybody's dead and it's all my fault
Everybody's dead and it's all my fault
Everybody's dead and it's all my fault
That's better, so feel better, okay?
No more, no more sad
