[Verse 1: Matt Skiba & Dan Andriano]
Stale as a two day half-full beer
Cigarette boats float around in here
A field in my gut lacking sunshine
Put down like a teenager's first drink
I cough up compliments
I think you're better off walking away while you still can

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Skiba]
She was passing through to climb a hill
As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
My better half was praying for you to fall

[Verse 2: Matt Skiba & Dan Andriano]
Rotten like a three week half-full glass of breast milk
Drunken off my ass
I would give anything to erase the past nine years of my life
Put down like a prostitute in court
All liberty soon to abort
Like my sanity, like thoughts of you

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Skiba]
She was passing through to climb a hill
As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
My better half was praying for you to fall
[Chorus: Matt Skiba & Dan Andriano]
Praying for you to fall, so pitiful
Praying for you to fall, I'm fucking pitiful

[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
Praying for you to fall, so pitiful
Praying for you to fall, so fucking pitiful