Lyric Machine Gun

and i m up and i dont know why
but i guess that s all that counts
look around as i m holding my head
and i m in somebody s house
the sun hits like a punch in the face
with a headache i cant ignore
seems like every weekend my bed is someone s floor

and so i cant keep this up
i gave had enough

eating cold pizza on the side of the curb
to cover up my morning breath of gin
something doesnt seem to sit with me right
it s going out the way it went in

and so i cant keep this up
i have had enough
you can count me out
i m on to you
and you can count me out
i m tired of leaving my embarassments behind