Stale as a 2 day half full beer
  Cigarette boats float around in here
  A field in my gut lacking sunshine
  Put down like a teenager's first drink
  I cough up compliments I think
  You're better off walking away while you still can
    She was passing through to climb a hill
  As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
  My better half was praying for you to fall
    Rotten like a 3 week half full glass
  of breast milk, drunken off my ass
  I would give anything to erase the past
  nine years of my life
  Put down like a prostitute in court
  All liberty soon to abort like my sanity
  Like thoughts of you
    She was passing through to climb a hill
  As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
  My better half was praying for you to fall
  Praying for you to fall
  So pitiful
  Praying for you to fall
  I'm fuckin' pitiful
    Praying for you to fall
  So pitiful
  Praying for you to fall
  So fuckin' pitiful