Look, they say the first cut is the deepest But thy don't tell you that the **** will almost **** yeah. You try to bury the pain with unfamiliar faces hotel rooms, parking lots and other random places.. Man, love will get you killed. Friday nights offer opportunities to Further console yourself in the Arms of other Oh dear father I am the seed you created Shaped by the love of my sweet old dear mother.. ****, it's been a year and this feelings Are as real as the day we first met This **** is sad. Bitterness and resentment fake themselves as friends, Alcohol comes easy Bottles run empty After 7am feeling queasy She gotta leave. I aint got love for other But my ex who probably found herself A new lover, Man, thy say the first cut is the deepest But they don't tell you that This **** will almost **** yeah.. You see, the shots keep coming And the sheets keep changing but the heart keeps beating.. For you.