right your wrongs empty your lungs you got shit shit out of luck were you expecting glory regailing stories of the pretty girls you ve fucked it s no cause for alarm you re just falling apart and that s allright so lock your doors and ask yourself what you re whining for you ve got four walls and bed so everything you hoped i ld say is a mystery to me you ve got four walls and a bed so deal with it you ve got a plate glass chin a shit eating grin so by all means spit and bleed we could just piss and moan till we re drunk and lonely sleep consume repeat but come on be real be a fool but be my friend do you need to get away 