and the girls are getting sick
I'll huff and glue up in the bathroom
while your boyfriends pick up chicks
I heard you whisper in that line
Made me wish we were here at home
And there was love inside
where that woman used to lie
everything that I have loved
Pack your bags and come back home
And I'm wasted, you can taste it
Don't look at me that way
I'll be hanging on a rope,
I will haunt you like a ghost
And if my woman was a fire,
she would burn out before I wake
And be replaced by pints of whiskey,
cigarettes and outer space
Everything you thought you had
Don't you ever forget that
And I wrote this on an airplane
Where the people look like eggs
She was bombing East Japan
don't you dare forget that
And I'm wasting, you can taste it
Don't look at me that way
I'll be hanging on a rope,
I will haunt you like a ghost
We've done about everything
don't you dare forget that you
