Did you dress? Did you undress?
Was there a cliché with a cigarette?
Did you have to solicit a kiss from the missus
Or did she submit?
And you call this a binge?
You know I save that word for other things
This is a man left on a marathon
And on and on and on, so on

Growing bored of my former glory, I
Puff out my chest, talentless
Growing bored of my every worry, I
Arch my neck, dress, undress

Came in, moved slow
Was with a friend, I think he must have gone home
With accolades of how adults behave
Cried out, "Welcome to hell"
Gaining speed, upgrade from glacier
Just wish I knew who it was doing the chasing
A couple animals in worn-out clothes
Disintegrating

Growing bored of my former glory, I
Puff out my chest, talentless
Growing bored of my every worry, I
Arch my neck, dress, undress

Had on the same clothing
There was days I wasn't counting
I was sweating, I was frozen
Think I went to a film premiere
Wearing down controllers
Staining tables stacked with coasters
Darker hallways, swallowed toothpaste
Think I was meant to be somewhere
And walking under awnings
Got a grasp of where I'm wanted
Discount bins of broken things
Now I'm troubled by the air
The best of bad events
I frayed my laces, took a breath
So bring me fire, boil water
And now I'd like a beer
Oh God, I'd like a beer