I tried to warn you
I should've known by now
I tried to warn you
I should've known
Track marks in your skin are making me sick
And I just can't f**ing believe it
And I still can't f**ing believe you
I got no money
I got no pills honey
I hit that bottle baby
Can't you see I'm f**ing thrilled
I got no money
No I ain't got no pills honey
I hit that bottle baby
Can't you see I'm f**ing thrilled
Isn't it funny how everything falls apart
Track marks in your skin are making me sick
And I just can't believe it
And I still just can't believe it