Kill The Irony

Well there's a cute girl at the coffee shop I'm talking to
and she knows my order, hot coffee with an ice cube
And even though it's not my school
the campus cinema club let me join
They seem cool
And I'm still addicted to nicotine and misery
but the way that things seem there might be a vaccine
Now I'm not one for writing happy songs
but when I get enough sleep it's hard to go wrong
And maybe there's a light at the end of this tunnel
cause the irony's washing down a fucked up funnel
And what right do I have to complain about
generation inhalation
when I'm the one who got addicted three days after we broke up
Empty my bank account to empty my lungs
of the ability to breathe unfettered
And there's no such thing as no God
That doesn't exist
And oh God I wish I believed in you
Stop
I've got a sadomasochist relationship with my convictions
Will we ever really laugh again
or is the laughter just at the laughs themselves?
And it's the bottle that gives shape to the hand that holds it
(That's good)
When I was little my parents would tell me to be my own God
but I don't know if that's right, it's heavy to bear
and now my forehead's bleeding
Hey here's one:
Why'd the chicken quit smoking?
To make it to the other side
(Ay yo could I get some ice cream?)
(Only a spoonful)
Stop