I'll work myself to death
I'll kill my body with cheap cigarettes
I'll regret
Oh
But I won't forget
Won't forget
Summer nights
Burning rubber at lights
Pop a bottle on Monday
Just to feel alright
Pool parties with models
Expensive dinners and Marlboros
Caviar and designer
That'll do just fine
I miss those days
Alright
How things have changed
I'm fine
A couple years and I'm older
They say I'm bipolar
Might make me a martyr
Have I turned to a monster
I'll work myself to death
I'll kill my body with cheap cigarettes
I'll regret
Oh, but I won't ever forget
Won't forget