Indianapolis

It's true that you are bad news
You are high all of the time
So do everyone a favor
And stay the hell away from her
It's true that for you I'm bad news
I'm just drunk all of the time
So do yourself a favor
And stay the hell away from me
All of my problems are melting away
Find new solutions everyday
I'll get myself out of this bind
By my own design, my own design
T, R, O, U, B, L, E
Yeah, we got what you're looking for
It's true that you, you always knew
That I'd be like this all the time
Don't blame yourself, don't say these words
Just stay the hell away from me
Honey, it's not too late for you
If you ask me, I'll tell the truth
It's not the things you want to hear
Oh baby, you're running out of time
Leave now before I change my mind
I'll tell you all you want to hear
All of my problems are melting away
Find new solutions everyday
I'll get myself out of this bind
By my own design, my own design