If the booze don't kill me, maybe I should
I cried in third grade when we watched Old Yeller - that movie is good
I had some plans, but I don't think they're working out
I'm just waiting for the day, the day they finally put me down
Why the f*ck do the flowers just bloom once a year?
I just don't think I can spend one more winter here
I used to be apathetic toward my self-destruction - I'm a lot more earnest not
I'm not worried about time man, it's my patience that's running out
Down, I'm all the way down now
And sometimes I think the world would be better off anyway