Oh yea, that one is great
I think I'll buy it right now, and right here
Except I spent half my cash on cigarettes
And the other half on beer

And it's so faux tragic
And totally lame
But I can't seem to face the shame
These are nothing but my parents' bad habits
So I'll leave them to shoulder the blame

Because I'm still young
Nieve of what I may become
Even though I have the living reminders

It seems I've got piles of strong ear plugs
And a never ending supply of blinders