Well you come up stairs in the night to talk
Stay a little while then you do a little walk on home
I hear you downstairs smoking cigarettes,
I hear your talking shit Cuz you aint got nothing to talk about at all
Well you take me to the party you got me alone
Said you wanna feel good cuz you feel like your gonna explode
I don't care I can't pay attention,
I don't give a fuck about your attentions at all
Pass me the whiskey, pass me the gin
Pass me whatever that's going to let me in?
Well I don't care if it's 7 in the mornin'
For all I care it could be the second comin'
Well You said you couldn't take it anymore
You can't live like this, it's a really big deal
I don't care I can't pay attention,
I don't give a fuck about your attentions at all
Alright
We're always alright
We're alright
We're always alright
We're always
We're always alright
Alright
We're ready
Alright
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