I kicked it altogether last night I had this dream I was alone
It's been lying with me for 9 years and counting
Got what I want, why am I miserable?
Kick this new addiction out, it's grown up
Inherited and on the hush
From a smiling drunk to the embarrassing lush, love what?
I'm a magnet to whores and such Now the happy disguise?
The pill does this on it's own

And like Thoreau, it's a quiet place for me
The sticks or the woods, it's all miles away from you
I got an angry thirst
We're all whores
I got a sad, sad thirst
We're all whores
I had a happy thirst, but then came you

I'm getting right back on it later tonight
It takes my mind off of the phone,
How it's been silent for 2 weeks in my pocket
How'd I ge so fucking loveable?
Take my Midas shit-powers to give out
Apologize to who I touch
I could have ruined you too,
But I was beaten to the punch
Hug what? Why should I care who you go fuck?

And like Thoreau, it's a quiet place for me
The sticks or the woods, it's all miles away from you
I got an angry thirst
We're all whores
I got a sad, sad thirst
We're all whores
I had a happy thirst before you and I

If I loved this, then why do you make me sick?
Why do you make me sad?
Why do you make me sick of your poor sick mouth?
Stop ruining it, for the last few months seem fucking years
Oh to crack for this marginal sex with your dirty shit to spit,
Why do you make me sick?
How many tricks until it drips with this ugliness I've found?
I'm falling down
Why do you make me?