Cinco De Mayo Shit Show (feat. Chris Freeman)

Lately it's been getting late but I'm not tired

And no thanks to

Sleepless nights spent burning with desire

So I'll get in my car

We drove to the shoreline

With the check engine light on

We slept in a spare room

Sparing no thoughts for our friends

And we're all going

Straight to hell

For all the lies

We tell ourselves

Last night

Last night, I wanted to leave all my friends out

Desperate chance dragged me out of the sand

But chance's certain way of getting stuck on

One small desperate action robbed me of all my good luck

Why did I think I could make it better now?

Why did I think I could keep my feet on the ground?

If I wake up and accidentally crawl into your arms

It's nothing personal

Person-hood has always seemed so strange

(Oh, oh, oh)

Why do things always have to go and change?

(Oh, oh, oh)

Better off if things just stayed the same

If I freak out and I crash my fucking car into your house

Of course it's personal

Person-hood has made me feel this way

(Oh, oh, oh)

Why do things always have to go and change?

(Oh, oh, oh)

Better off if things just stayed the same

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again