My God, last night, somebody fill the story
I've got black eyes, I wish I went down in glory
Woke up undressed, passed out on the table
Hungover and upset, I hope it's the first of April

Texting my ex 'cause my moral compass
Is pointing my life to the south
She left me on read and I'm so disgusted
That I'm throwing up in my mouth
They ask me where my shame is
It's meeting me at rock bottom
I'll start digging my grave when
My liver starts playing possum

My God, last night, somebody fill the story
I've got black eyes, I wish I went down in glory
Woke up undressed, passed out on the table
Hungover and upset, I hope it's the first of April

I'll love you too on April Fools, I'm fucked up
I love drugs, that's why I cannot love us
Last night we done fucked up 'cause we fucked drunk
Wasted all my time with stupid young love
I hate the shit that I go do when I'm alone with you
You are the reason that I never go outside or leave my room
I'm simply stuck inside this 8 by 12 with drunken thoughts and moods
I traded all of my relationships for panoramic views
My God, last night, somebody fill the story
I've got black eyes, I wish I went down in glory
Woke up undressed, passed out on the table
Hungover and upset, I hope it's the first of April

My God, last night, somebody fill the story (Oh my god last night was crazy)
I've got black eyes, I wish I went down in glory (My life did a big 180)
Woke up undressed, passed out on the table (Now I'm stuck with consequences)
Hungover and upset, I hope it's the first of April (I might need an intervention)

You should prolly text me back though