I know this is crazy, it's the beginning of the end.
You can call me maybe, you can sacrifice my baby.
You were not made from my ribs, we never repent.
We're trying to survive and leave parties unscathed.
You're driving me to drink.
You're driving me to drugs.
Let me think about getting clean.
Let me think about family and friends.
There's teardrops on your guitar.
She love me then she loves me not.
There are bloodstains on your amplifier.
Babe, why do you keep pushing me away?
You're a mental health patient.
Lamenting to your personal savior.
That they don't treat you like a diva.
The has been, the never was.
You're rail thin and you turn in grave.
A prophet without honor but you fuck me.