well i`m up and i don`t know why
but i guess that`s all that counts
looking `round as i`m holding my head
and i`m in somebody`s house
the sun it hits like a punch in the face
with a headache i can`t ignore
seems almost every weekend my bed is someone`s floor
and so i can`t keep this up
i have had enough
eating cold pizza on the side of the curb
to cover up my morning breath of gin
something doesn`t seem to sit with me right
it`s going out the way it went in
and so i can`t keep this up
i have had enough
`cause you can count me out
i`m on to you
`cause you can count me out
i`m tired of leaving my embarassments behind Send " Machine Gun" Ringtone to your Cell