You can get me wasted You're the one I cut and pasted And you might've once existed And my memories are twisted Yeah you robbed me like a strip-mine Dead and buried for a long time In an episode you casted In the part where Jesus fasted You ring up my line I'm expanding my mind I see two-thousand five When we fell who survived You can get me slack-jawed You were sipping through the last straw Barely moving to the last waltz To a symphony of my faults Wrapped around me like a smoke ring Had me set up like a coke sting I'm still doing 5 to 7 Wishing liars got to heaven You ring up my line I'm expanding my mind I see two-thousand-five I can't tell who's alive