Heatmiser - Hitting On The Waiter lyrics

I'm so sick of having hope Pushing the envelope With empty threats and false teeth My drink's been poured by a cannibal And my corpse ain't even cold And you want to take it away from me I know you'll take the blue ribbon I shop myself with the starting gun You're more cop than speeder Hitting onthe waiter And eating off the plate of the enemy But i'd rather just forget about the jerking in my sleep And the hollow words under me But i've got second thoughts again Second thoughts again Or am i second guessing Or just in second place? I've got a one year old hangover Feels like i never will recover But i can keep a poker face For the rest of the chase