I had a friend, who moved to San Francisco, yeah
He said the air was cleaner there
He said his sister's still alive,
But her kid's on some new kind of drug

Help me to finally understand why the pain travels up from the pen to
My hand, to my brain, through my lungs,
Where I can't breathe anymore because my oxygen ran low

She said it feels so great not to feel anything,
You gotta try it sometime, because it's addicting
She said it feels so great not to feel anything,
You gotta try it sometime, because it's addicting

Well I hate the way that you talk about your piercings like they will
Mean something some day,
You only got them because your mom hates the way that they look
Ohhh!

Well, alright, alright,
I'll take you home this time,
So you and your drunk friends can stay alive
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
When I walk you to the door tonight, alright
Alright, I'll take you home this time,
So you and your drunk friends can stay alive
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy tonight

Alright, alright, I'll take you home this time,
So you and your drunk friends can stay alive
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
When I walk you to your door tonight
Alright, alright
I'll take you home this time
So you and your drunk friends can stay alive
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
But I love the way you say I'm such a good guy tonight