We've been here before this very room this very
We've been here before this very room this very
Enough times to know it never works out, no enough times to know
I'm content to know that this nicotine will begin to kill me
Even if it's slow agony it's one step closer to a shot at ecstasy
I know it's wrong We know it's wrong I know it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong
Take me home
I'm in the mood for something brash I'm in the mood to see us crash
Wait and see Wait and see the follow through
Hold your friends close Hold someone I hate closer Hate getting even so give up, give up, give it all away…all away in the follow through