Your sister thinks that I'm a freak
She's been ignoring my calls, we haven't spoken in a week
I get so drunk that I can't speak
Yeah, nothing's working and the future's looking bleak and I sayThree beers and I'm so messed up, get drunk and I can't shut up
She says that I drink too much
I fucked up and she hates my guts
She says that I need to grow upI'm driving fast to get away
Doing 180 on the Don Valley Parkway
Yeah, I'd be better off dead
I don't give a shit, I just don't wanna die and I don't want to live I saidThree beers and I'm so messed up, get drunk and I can't shut up
She says that I drink too much
I fucked up and she hates my guts
She says that I need to grow upI'll drink 'til I'm staring at the ceiling
I'll be just fine I'm numb and losing feeling
I can't tell lies anymoreThree beers and I'm so messed up, get drunk and I can't shut up
She says that I drink too much
Fucked up cause she hates my gutsI just don't know what to do, I'm still fucked up over you
She says that I drink too much
Hawaiian red fruit punch
She says I need to grow up
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