Up the sketchy stairs See the socks under the crack in the door A hug from a stranger They say that they're tripping on LSD A little insecure I don't even know who this party is for Covering up the lights with paper Can they see the red on me? I know you don't even like her So why are we tangoing tonight? Don't really feel sorry for her But I hope they have a Good trip, there's something dripping from the walls here I miss when I could consider it before your fear interfered Good thinking, I can feel this hopping off the rails too quickly But I wish I was a little more drunk if I'm being honest now She picks a fight with you And I start to pick up on your side of it, too She's feeding on pity, she won't get mine, will she? There's something sad here Someone lost the cat There's bodies and faces but no more than that They're starting to float away, think we should go Could you call that a cab? I know you don't even like her So why are we tangoing tonight? Don't really feel sorry for her But I hope they have a Good trip, there's something dripping from the walls here I miss when I could consider it before your fear interfered Good thinking, I can feel this hopping off the rails too quickly But I wish I was a little more drunk if I'm being honest now ♪ But I hope they have a Good trip, there's something dripping from the walls here I miss when I could consider it before your fear interfered Good thinking, I can feel this hopping off the rails too quickly But I wish I was a little more drunk if I'm being honest now Good trip, there's something dripping from the walls here I miss when I could consider it before your fear interfered Good thinking, I can feel this hopping off the rails too quickly But I wish I was a little more drunk if I'm being honest now