i aint scared of getting sober for a weekend
but holy shit forever’s a long time
maybe i should keep going to meetings
but my best thinking can’t think of a reason why

i always get so lonely in the evenings 
it doesn’t matter who is by my side
i’ve got the girl ive got my job i’ve got some secrets
how is it i hardly feel alive

i hate to think i got what i wanted and its not what i want
how am i supposed to be honest? its not my fault
hallucinate snakes in the garden i wanna start again i want a redo

maybe i’m too old to be so ruthless
id still sell my soul if it helped the music
but when i try and write i get confused
its so useless

i know a tall can will make me happy
i know i can get one at the store
i know i can drink it on the sidewalk
i know i will always want one more

well maybe i will and maybe i won’t
he’s so chill he’s so punk
i miss drugs but they’re no fun
he’s just scared he’s got no guts
feels like everything’s gone and everythings fucked
i missed my chance the parties done
i mean i made my choice i had my fun
now everything’s sucks cuz everything’s dull

i hate to think i got what i wanted and its not what i want
how am i supposed to be honest when its not my fault
hallucinate snakes in the garden i wanna start again i want a redo

maybe i’m too old to be so ruthless
id still sell my soul if it helped the music
but when i try and write i get confused
its so useless

in my head i’m black and blue cuz
the more i change the less things do it
doesn’t matter what i choose
it’s so useless
its so useless
its so useless