Hangover
At the end of the bottle, I could see your face
All smoked out in the haze of my alcohol and cigarettes again
I'm lying on the floor, I'm staring at the ceiling
Trying to shake the feeling of going off the deep end again
Writing notes in subtlety, I don't know what they all mean
Throwing up in the toilet, the shit in there just makes me think of you
I'm sorry that was crass, I'm drunk off my own ass
I know that I'm just being awful and unreasonable again
Well maybe I'll make more of myself
So you'll see what you missed out on
I know that I'm still on your mind
Please tell me I'm still on your mind
At the end of the bottle, I could see your face
All smoked out in the haze of my alcohol and cigarettes again
I'm lying on the floor, I'm staring at the ceiling
Trying to shake the feeling of going off the deep end again
I'm screaming your name
As I hold the bottle in my hand
'Cause I know for a fact that bottle is my only friend
I'm just bitter, I'm just angry
I don't mean a thing of what I'm saying
I'll admit it, I'm still feeling isolated without you
Without you, without you, without you
Yeah, yeah (Ah shit!)
All smoked out in the haze of my alcohol and cigarettes again
I'm lying on the floor, I'm staring at the ceiling
Trying to shake the feeling of going off the deep end again
Writing notes in subtlety, I don't know what they all mean
Throwing up in the toilet, the shit in there just makes me think of you
I'm sorry that was crass, I'm drunk off my own ass
I know that I'm just being awful and unreasonable again
Well maybe I'll make more of myself
So you'll see what you missed out on
I know that I'm still on your mind
Please tell me I'm still on your mind
At the end of the bottle, I could see your face
All smoked out in the haze of my alcohol and cigarettes again
I'm lying on the floor, I'm staring at the ceiling
Trying to shake the feeling of going off the deep end again
I'm screaming your name
As I hold the bottle in my hand
'Cause I know for a fact that bottle is my only friend
I'm just bitter, I'm just angry
I don't mean a thing of what I'm saying
I'll admit it, I'm still feeling isolated without you
Without you, without you, without you
Yeah, yeah (Ah shit!)
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Writer(s): Hector Belarmino
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