(My voice is so fucked up right now)

(Let me try it one more time)

Everybody's dead!

You don't have the guts anymore

Hit me like a truck and I fell to the floor

You don't give a fuck anymore

I couldn't fault the hit-and-run if you settled the score

I think I wanna punch you

I really, really want to

You're talking at me like I know what you mean

I made a mistake, could you give me somethin' to respond to?

You don't have the guts (guts) anymore

You were playing with your gun so I ran to the door

What's your bad side?

Give me anyone else

I fear your backbite

You can't get over yourself

Any percent you'll function?

So could we skip the introductions?

The only time that I'm the girl of

your dreams is when you're shit-faced

Another white boy with a concussion

Everybody's dead and it's all my fault

Everybody's dead and it's all my fault

Everybody's dead and it's all my fault

Everybody's dead and it's all my fault

(That's better, so feel better, okay?)

(No more, no more sad)