Drain a bottle of cheap red wine You drift off and fall asleep at night Grab my coat and take a walk outside Light a smoke and kiss my youth goodbye You see I'm just as good at wasting time As jotting poems, good at making rhymes Why do all the good ones have to die? I wish I thought of that Before I made you cry ♪ Don't write your letters to me Don't get wasted at the party Don't address your letters to me Don't get wasted at the party ♪ Why don't we wait? Why do I take the bait? I'm filled with so much hate I'm sure you feel the same Fly down the interstate I've run a little late Dinner starts at eight What you don't know This is our last day Don't write your letters to me Don't get wasted at the party Don't address your letters to me Don't get wasted at the party ♪ My hands begin to shake Why do I take the bait? I'm filled with so much hate I wish I could stay