From all the promises that I've made I never learned to keep shit
It's not my fault that you fell in love with a theif and a liar
You've burned all of the pages that brings back the man of your dreams a world for you and I and everybody else
Funny? how I use to think that dreams come true somebody please tell me I'm still asleep and this will go away
Let's raise our glasses and drink ourselves away this is just another picture perfect romance being set up for the kill
Chop up three lines of snow shoot it up, get your fix and let yourself go
She feels real good tonight all dressed up for the ball
Funny, how I use to think dreams come true somebody please tell me that I'm still asleep and this will go away this is just another picture perfect romance being set up for the kill
Shoot it up, get your fix, and let yourself go
From all of tyhe promises you've made you never learned to keep shit
It's not my fault I fell in love with a slut and a whore