Everyone's bumming cigs tonight
I've been bumming love all year
If bumming is using something that
doesn't belong to you, maybe bumming
is all I ever really knew how to do
You said I had to be good at something
Well there you ******* go
I'm pretty good at borrowing every limb on you
I drank so much *** tonight
That I curled up in the dirt
And waited for you to come cradle me
You can stand collected in the corner for the rest of the summer
But the look in your eyes
makes it pretty hard to hide
how sprawled out on the ground your mind is too
I'm in love with everything tonight
And your drunken slurs are just enough to get me by
I don't wanna think about 9-5 tomorrow
Because I don't want to resent every ******* here who doesn't know what a hang over feels like in a 90 degree restaurant
I can't figure out why misery is so lonely
So irritable when it can't find company
But if you don't ******* lie down next to me in this ***** yard
I'm going to climb right out of my skin and melt into this tall grass
I said I'd be counting the stars tonight
The second that shift was over
But I didn't calculate that face down is in the wrong direction
And I've been living face down for a while now
My friends are always making instruments out of their finger tips
I'm listening to them strumming solo cups and singing 'god is dead' around the beer pong table
I'm always making weapons out of my teeth
Here I am again spilling the contents of my skull all over your lap like I promised I wouldn't
I said,
We're a family
I really think that's true
And it's okay that I hate you
Because all families are misconstrued
Well,
I don't usually know what it is that I'm saying but I do know that I'm usually too drunk to be saying it
And I do know that I'm sick of the faded cigarette smell that lingers over the skin of my hands
And I'd drink bleach to kick the taste of liquor that lingers on my tongue
Because no one else can sense it but I am a grimy bar from the inside out and that's not what I said I wanted to be when I planned my life at age three