Empty lot, half a cigarette I got it off the ground, so it's a little wet I'm on the Southside, walking I got to drunk again Now it's a cold night, kind of late this year Plans made, the cops are gone, and we're out of here But need to catch my breath, cause it's 3am And I still miss someone
This is the last time I beg the sun to shine Addicted to a memory and it's me This is the last last time
Now I should hide at home cause I can't Everybody's calling me to see if I'm alive They say they got a friend that I need to meet she's never heard of you''
is the last last time I beg the sun to shine Addicted to a memory and it's killing me
This is the last last time I try to your mind I'm addicted to the misery and it's killing Yeah, it's killing me It won't stop killing me