Lyrics

All I get up for is to put my clothes on so I can go drink
I haven't washed my hair in about five days, maybe eight
Bathin' in the sink with the alcohol that's seepin' out my veins
Wearin' yesterday's makeup with rundown mascara writin' breakup all over my face, all over my face

And I'm so fuckin' tired, of bein' fuckin' tired
Maybe I should just ride them white lines, but I don't wanna die
So, I'll just...

Complain
about not bein' able to trust anyone these days
That's why I sleep with my eyes wide open at night
It's not from them chemicals I be puttin' in my brain, seein' so many lights
I'm tired of relyin' on people who keep lyin'
Sellin' cheap romance novels and false advertisement, false advertisement

And I'm so fuckin' tired, of bein' fuckin' tired
Maybe I should just ride them white lines, but I don't wanna die
So, I'll just...

Maybe it's just hard luck, maybe I'm too soft
Maybe it's just bad luck, maybe it's the things I'm on
Maybe it's the things I'm on, maybe it's the things I'm on
Maybe I, maybe I, maybe I should just get off

'Cos I'm so fuckin' tired, of bein' fuckin' tired
I'm gonna ride them white lines, and maybe I'll die, but...