We were out shoplifting, waiting for the drugs to kick in
'Cause all that apartment ever gave me was lice
So I watch it break a little more every night
We were out hitch-hiking waiting for something to happen
Cause I walked in the last time at the end of my street
And I'll miss it 'cause I've always hated purity
And I've been huffing spray paint lately around the corner in the alley
Sometimes dead braincells are needed for surviving and toss memories
So I think of the good times and the bad times
So I drink until I can leave all the rest behind

We were six months in just waiting on a handle of gin
'Cause we lost the calendar so long before
So we count the days by the bottles on the floor
We had heads full of acid waiting for something to happen
'Cause the land lord's right below our feet
And he can't sleep so we're lucky to have lasted a week
And I haven't been sleeping lately around the corner in the alley
Sometimes you can just blame the crank
And sometimes you're sleeping on broken glass
So I think of the good times and the bad times
So I drink until I can leave all the rest behind