Play house for the next two years
Drunk on the couch and swallowing fear
Lost all my hope and all my lovers
But all my fiends still under the covers
Make your breakfast with a bottle at hand
Losing my pleasure now I've got other plans
Melt into the mattress again
You flaunt the bullet I can't even ask
On the wrong side of the waves
Dress me up just to be replaced
And I'm long gone
Lost above
Gave the altar the last of my veneers
And all of my medicine and all of my tears
Brought the devil behind my back now
And we're alright and don't you forget now