Bag of Cans - Clean As a Whistle Lyrics

Look down for the sake of what
Never told her anything she wouldn't be seen
Doing that I've been taking nothing
For three months
I'm clean as a whistle
I can't stand it

Bloodshot eyes yeah
They're contagious
As her mood swings
Bad to worse

We promised ourselves not to f*ck this

Making pad thai in the morning
Four am oh god I'm boring

Promised ourselves
Not to f*ck this

Eeeeeeeeeee
Eeeeeeeeeee

All fun has been forsaken
Trying For progression
There's no point it's far too late for

Such an arsehole brown nose flaking
It's too easy
Too easy to climb up that ladder, when you're sober

Bloodshot eyes yeah
They're contagious
As her mood swings
Bad to worse

We promised ourselves not to f*ck this

Making pad thai in the morning
Four am oh god I'm boring

Promised ourselves
Not to f*ck this

Eeeeeeeeeee
Eeeeeeeeeee