I'm in a parking lot,
At the top of a hill
Cigarettes, broken bottles, cheap ways to get my thrills

I'm in a parking lot,
It's a quarter to nine
Surrounded by some liars and some cheats sayin they're friends of mine

And I'm looking for trouble in all the right places,
Finding these angels have filthier faces than mine,
All the time
I keep company, with liars and cheats
Running with the likes of scoundrels and thieves
On the other side of town,
A sight you'll never see
Cause this is where I need to be

Yeah we swear to G-d
He hears it all the time
(G-d damn it)
It's a lack of faith in foul mouths that always keep us latched in line
We'll never see heaven cause we'll all be left deaf, dumb and blind

And I'm looking for trouble in all the right places,
Finding these angels have filthier faces than mine,
All the time
I keep company, with liars and cheats
Running with the likes of scoundrels and thieves
On the other side of town,
This sight you'll never see
Cause this is where I need to be

So much for calling you out
The taste of hesitation hasn't found my mouth, since the nights I slept
Consuming carcinogens, twenty-one and convinced
Convinced; that love doesn't exist
No it doesn't exist

I keep company, with liars and cheats
I'm running with the likes of scoundrels and thieves
On the other side of town,
This sight you'll never see
Cause this is where I need to be

*underneath* (twenty-one and convinced; that love doesn't exist, twenty-one and convinced; that love doesn't exist)

I keep company, with liars and cheats
Running with the likes of scoundrels and thieves
On the other side of town,
A sight you'll never see
Cause this is where I need to be