Single Mothers - Hell is my backup plan lyrics

Pa**ion paralyzes all my good intentions Now I'm fighting with my body Just to show you some sort of affection While you try and call it affliction I'm just calling it self discipline While all this downtown negativity's been following me and stalking me Between the university and Richmond street Between those c**aine deals and bachelor degrees I'd say I'm sorry but All the girls at this party They're into drama and Ginsburg and lemon lime Bacardi They're into Okkervil River (Arcade Fire, Elliot Smith) And trying to get to know everybody Ya I'd say I'm sorry but Hell is my backup plan We're not a band motherf**er we're a gang So let's hang 'Cause all we want to meet is someone out there with a little personality 'Cause heaven sounds boring for guys like you and me So I'm getting Bukowski drunk I'm falling down man I'm getting myself held up None of these girls even get how great I was once And I was pretty f**in' great Hell is my backup plan We're not a band motherf**er we're a gang So let's hang 'Cause all we want to meet is someone out there with a little personality 'Cause heaven sounds boring for guys like you and me 'Cause heaven seems like it's out of the question At least with our reputation Wouldn't you agree?