You walked into the bathroom
to wash your troubles away
you always seem to go in there
about 20 time 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 at all
the beautiful high and the sobering fall begin
it's a kick ass day, wish you were here
send a postcard telling me when you're here again
cuz i can't get through to you
Chorus:
there's a lot i could say
there's a lot i could do
if i had my way
but i don't and you do
makes me throw up to say
that i even cared at all
i gave a lot and now i'm shot
and shit like that's like sour lemonade
I tried to call your favorite bar
but i got a drunk austrailian
he talked a million miles an hour
but i can't tell you what he's saying
Something about a song by kiss
and how they watched you piss yourself away
as the glass goes crashing to the floor
from the phone booth, i hear more delay
cuz i can't get through to you
Chorus x 2