Tear ducts, Im gonna have to get mine sewn up If I dont see you sometimenow Tear ducts, mine have filled themselves up They overflowed and now the tears slide right into my mouth
And everything tastes salty And everything looks foggy And I feel like shit
Red eyes I can hide in the night time But how do I get through a day at work? Oh, red eyes, teach me to not cry Its all I know how to do, thanks entirely to you
Spend too much time at home In my bedroom getting stoned Trying to feel numb to my bones All I feel is more alone
And I look like shit And I sound like shit And I feel like shit I am becoming, you guessed it- shit
So feel like shit with me Won't you feel like shit with me? Come on, everyone be miserable for a while! Can't we all share widespread unhappiness? Im tired of people telling me to smile
Make everything taste salty And everything look foggy Everything tastes salty and everything looks foggy
And well look like shit! And well sound like shit! And well feel like shit!