You walked into the bathroom, to wash your toubles
away, you always seem to go there about 20 times a
day.  I dropped you off at your therapist where you
walked across the street, To the neon lights with
the purple door where you passed out on your feet.
Don't think I don't see it all, the beautiful high
and the sobering fall begin, its a kick ass day wish
you were here, send a postcard telling me when you're
hear again Cuz I cant get through to you.

CHORUS: There's a lot I could say, there's a lot I
could do, If I had it my way but I dont and you do.
Makes me throw up to say, that I cared at all, I gave
a lot and now Im shot, and shit like thats like sour
lemonade..

I tried to call your favorite bar but I got a drunk
Australian He talked a million miles an hour but I
can't tell what hes saying. Something about a song
by KISS and how they watched you piss yourself away
As the glass goes crashing down to the floor, from
the phone booth I hear more delay. Cuz I can't get
through to you! CHORUS..