Lyrics:

If you want, I can keep on trying to break through this brick wall.
But I'm out of cash, and my liver's full.
So drunk that I feel like dying more than usual
Thanks for tonight, but I've got to go.

It's an after party, after party
And naughty things getting off with me
At least it's regularly.
It's all good fun at the time
But by the time my funds are dry
I'm left with a headache and bloodshot eyes.

We could walk the short way home
The wind's still cold and I forgot my coat.
How typical, just starting to get high.
I wish I could be anywhere but here.
But it's my own fault and I know
I'd still the say the same at home.

Friday night and I'm in my pyjamas
With a good film ready to go.
Then I get the call, adrenaline flows
I would rather stay home in my bedroom safe in my own house.
I don't want to leave, but I don't wanna to miss out.

It's an after party, after party
And naughty things getting off with me
At least it's regularly.
It's all good fun at the time
But by the time my funds are dry
I'm left with a headache and bloodshot eyes.

We could walk the short way home
The wind's still cold and I forgot my coat
How typical, just starting to get high.
I wish I could be anywhere but here
But it's my own fault and I know I'd still say the same at home.
We could walk the short way home
The wind's still cold and I forgot my coat
How typical, just starting to get high.
I wish I could be anywhere but here
But it's my own fault and I know I'd still say the same at home