You know what?
I don't even care
I'm fucking wasted now
With all my usual flair
You might know
I could give a damn
I'm drinking down this bottle
To get rid of the sham
When I'm drunk
I can't think for shit
And I don't remember
Not a little bit
So screw you
I'm getting wasted
And this sweet, sweet burn
Is just the rum I'm tasting