verse:theres no descend way to hail a cab in this city
Just throw yourself onto the hood, he'll have to stop 
eventually,
atleast i suppose. and its an awful shame that i've 
stood line so long for something i know i will hate to 
justify another reason to complain,
but anyway.
chorus:
dont think less of me because i have no taste for 
coffee
and this whiskey doesnt go down quite as well as it 
once did
but im trying to scrape the scabs off that this County 
caused me.
to find a valid reason to run to what could be, a sorry 
excuse for an ending.
verse:
ive giving up on living each day as if i will die
'cause when i go i'd appreciate a little suprise
'cause whats a joke without a punch line
im learning that a friend in need might not be worth 
comforting,
a favor for a favor means they'll be expecting 
something, something i know that i cant return. it took 
ten years, for god and i to reach an understanding he 
pretends to listen and i'll try not to be so demanding, 
its give and take i know, but if nothing more its 
mutual,
chorus:
dont think less of me because i have no taste for 
coffee
and this whiskey doesnt go down quite as well as it 
once did
but im trying to scrape the scabs off that this County 
caused me.
to find a valid reason to run to what could be, a sorry 
excuse for an ending.
outro:
sorry excuse for an ending