‎friends /‎ wasted

My friends are gonna kill me, oh that's for sure
We waste no time to go get wasted, black licorice and liquor
Saturday morning, I'm dying of thirst
Aspirin, tums, hope my appetite returns

But you know it won't
Not alone, she put a drink in my hand
Not alone, she put a drink in my hand
She put a drink in my hand

damned if we do damned if we don't
let's get on the next plane to Mexico
bloody knuckles and scratchy throats
wish for warm whiskey and cheap merlot
damned if we knew damned if we know
we don't need help we need some blow
a day or two's a milestone
broken bottles makes it feel like home

My friends are gonna kill me, oh that's for sure
We waste no time to go get wasted, black licorice and liquor
Saturday morning, I'm dying of thirst
Aspirin, tums, hope my appetite returns

But you know it won't
Not alone, she put a drink in my hand
Not alone, she put a drink in my hand
She put a drink in my hand

Okay-okay-okay-okay-okay-oh
Okay-okay okay-okay-oh
But you know it won't
But you know it