#imwasted

Children broadripple is burning And the girls are getting sick Off huffin' glue up in the bathroom While their boyfriends pick up chicks And darling, I'm lost, I heard you whispering That night in Fountain Square The trash-filled streets made me wish We were headed home And there was love inside the basement Where that woman used to lie In a sleeping bag we shared Upon the floor most every night And darling, I'm drunk And everything that I have loved Has turned to stone So pack your bags and come back home And I'm wasted, you can taste it Don't look at me that way 'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope I will haunt you like a ghost And if my woman was a fire She'd burn out before I wake And be replaced by pints of whiskey Cigarettes and outer space Then somebody moves And everything you thought you had Has gone to shit But we've got a lot, don't ever forget that And I wrote this on an airplane Where the people looked like ants And when a woman that you loved is gone She was bombing east Japan And don't fucking move 'Cause everything you thought you have Will go to shit We've got a lot, don't you dare forget that And I'm wasted, you can taste it Don't look at me that way 'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope I will haunt you like a ghost And I'm wasted, you can taste it Don't look at me that way 'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope I will haunt you like a ghost