Bad Luck.
Top Drawer
Gotta break the news, you’re so damn cool
You take shots a lot, do cocaine too
Now your eyes are lined for beetle juice

But you waste, every fucking day

Look at all the waves you surf in on
Bend and break too much, your smiles lost
Now you’re hurt, you say, just to dodge the job

But you waste, every fucking day

Wait
Top drawer, gotta get away from
You or, maybe I’ll just stay home
Not sure, what’s really fucking going on

You waste, every fucking day

You used to call
Nothing at all
Let’s go

What’s it like to hate, every fucking day
Because you waste, every fucking day