We've been here before this very room this very

We've been here before this very room this very

Enough times to know it never works out, no enough times to know

I'm content to know that this nicotine will begin to kill me

Even if it's slow agony it's one step closer to a shot at ecstasy

I know it's wrong. We know it's wrong. I know it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong.

Take me home

I'm in the mood for something brash. I'm in the mood to see us crash.

Wait and see. Wait and see the follow through.

Hold your friends close. Hold someone I hate closer. Hate getting even so give up, give up, give it all away…all away in the follow through