Redwine and Xanax

Play the last song

Drink the last drink

See the last girl

Think the last think

Depart the promenade with no particular electric lady

Stumble to the car and she says *** me baby

This is when I take her to the house

Sit her on the couch

Kiss her on the mouth

Retire to the linen spread

Cut the lights out

Shut the door

Now you know what the rest of it is about

But I don't want to look back on my world

At some meaningless *** with some meaningless girls

It also doesn't mean that I'm this bleeding-heart Hemingway

Looking for the love of my life and then pretend to say

That I'm a revolutionary lover not a fighter

Cause everytime I get her close to me I seem to fight her

I either press too hard or deflect when they're pressin'

Relation****p sabateur it's actually quite depressin'

The girl likes boy, somehow the boy blew it

And boy wonders if he'll ever learn how to do it

The right way, he might say something wrong

And believe that he can fix it just by singing a song

If you rise with the sun and I'm not in your sheets

There's no need to lose sleep

It's not you it's me

You've been everything and more I could've asked you to be

But like I said in the speech, it's not you it's me

My mama raised me better than to love and retreat

But at the end of the week, it's not her it's me

My shared key anyone with two eyes can see

I'm selfish and I made it all about me

So now I talk about my ice cream and Vicodin love

Who made me wish I never seen the inside of the pub

Every man she touched, eventually she'd ruin'em

She never bothered saving face, because she knew she had two of 'em

Hit the town with other boys and it spun me in a panic

Had me writing ****tty poetry on red wine and Xanax

I see her on the street acting dumb insane

Thinking that novocaine smile's gonna numb my pain

Yo her language of deceit led me to find that in the end

The greatest lie she ever told me was that we ever were friends

Like a fool I believed I could rely on her help

But when the cards were laid down I had to do it myself

And that's cool, open wounds only make you stronger

And when they heal over they will hurt no longer

She's with god knows who, doin' god knows what

And I can honestly say that I do not give a ****

Woman there's nothing at the bottom of that bottle of booze

You can't hide from the truth, it's not me it's you

You own a lifetime supply of casual glue

Therein lies the proof, it's not me it's you

I suppose that's what I get for all the things that I do

I hurt more than a few, but it was never to you

I didn't need to write it down cause you already knew

You're selfish and you made it all about you

I'm more comfortable with pigeons than I am with doves

More in tune with indifference than I am with love

Cause I know those things better, those things are closer to me

I'm more comfortable with pigeons than I am with doves

More in tune with indifference than I am with love

Cause I know those things better, I said I know those things better