1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

It's three AM and I got to get the fuck out of here

There's people calling me

There's a girl calling my phone


She's still at the bar I had just left

And I, I wont go back

No, I won't go back in


She has a boy back where she's from

Which constitutes a set of rules that

I can't conform to

OH!


She plays the game! She's playing games

I'm doing drugs and doing fine

Ok, ok, ok, am I ok, ok, ok?


Ok, ok

Ok, ok


Hey, flip that morbid coin!

I'll take this chance one more time

I'm already dead, I'm already dead

All those words, these bones, my corpse it said:


Oh my God!

No

Please say “no”!

Please say “no”!

No, No, No

She came over

She's drunk, I'm drunk and I'm sold


Please let go!

Please kiddo.

Let go of my throat

Please let go?


I'm trying to cough my self to sleep

And you are way too sweet to me

I can't say “no”


But I want to

Oh, I want to

I wish I could

But I don't know how to

If you'd let me

I would touch you

Kiss your stomach

And feel your hips move


And now we're getting too close

Yeah, she's getting real close

I can tell that she's been out of control tonight

Now, she's touching my mouth

She's getting rid of her pants

I can't begin to begin to think about touching her… you know


She's a girl that I could really marry

Settle down and have a couple kids with

No divorce; there are only happy endings

This sin will kiss and give and kiss again


Oh my God!

Oh my God! Oh my God! (yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Please don't move!

There's a spider on you.


Take him out

Take him down, you take him out!

Take him out, now!


Fuck these dreams

What do they mean?

Where are you from?

What are they sayin'?

What do ya say?


Everybody… Let's sing it all together now!


That girl is the most

That girl is the most

That girl is a ghost

That girl is the most


It's five AM and I gotta get myself into bed

I'm back at home

I'm better alone, yeah


Dear Danielle, I'm writing you to tell you that I

I want to be good

I wanted to kiss you


I swear I won't give up on giving up when I'm not

Really ready or

Really supposed to


It's ok if you don't understand. I don't

Understand it

Quite, myself


And even though

We both know

We talk and talk and outline our bodies in chalk


We both agree

That this should be easy… shouldn't it?

Couldn't it?

What do you say? What do you say?