out a little late aren't you? | what's out there i don't give you? | don't i drink and sleep with you? | what you want you'll never get | what you want is infinite | you'll never get your fill of it
so again you drink | and you grind your teeth | gnashing at the bit | of this emptiness | you can't swallow down | it echoes in your mouth | the words keep bounding out
up a little late aren't you? | you let an empty bed scare you | still i drink and sleep with you | standing up to stare away | you start to blink, you start to sway | slacking out another day | so again you sleep | and you grind your teeth | on the kitchen floor | you can't feel a thing | that's what you perfer | yeah, you found a cure for it
and again you wake | from a drunken sleep |make some promises | you know you'll never keep | but at least you try | or at least you try to try
