I'm wide awake
And I'm feeling sick
Drank too much
And I'm still not over it.
Still not over her

It's all my fault
And it's getting worse
****** up, threw it all away
no way out without someone getting hurt
Still I want her back

This tastes about as sweet as my cigarette
While I'm sitting here theres some man in my lovers bed
I tried my hand, just wasnt it
Now I tried it again but this time my hand got bit.
******, I need her back.

It stings worse the more I think about it.
And I wish I could stop thinking about it.
I'm afraid this is it.
God, why did I leave it