Let's start from scratch, I think I'm losing sight of what to do

Peace, weed and coke, I know it's not just this forevermore

You think I'm losing it but babe you're just not in for more

I think you're funny now but truth be told my mind just turned to mash

Quick bump (Quick bump)

So tough (So tough)

Come close, give me your heart

Fucked up (Fucked up)

Buzzcut (Buzzcut)

Your love's just not enough

The next day (Next day)

You say (You say)

"Fuck you, I know this ain't (This ain't)

Your style (Your style)

But I won't be there for you."

For you

I swear to god, I couldn't feel a thing after the glass

She grabbed a cab, I drove off faster than a shooting star

I felt the pavement soon enough after I closed my eyes

And as I'm lying in my blood I know you wont pick up

(Fuck)

Like Travis, off pictures. I never had the vision

Quit crying, I'm flying. Or was it that I'm dying

Forget it. you know I'm not really one for living

How funny. So sorry. I couldn't hear the words you said

I'm fine, with you by my side. I can tell you now what I really felt