106 South

Lyrics

Our trip had ended, I didn't know what I had to do Who really cares at all, gotta get away somehow We settled on a place where the open road had closed And we'd tried too many times before And I spent the night alone With three things on my mind Money, pills, and girls (Money, pills, and girls) (Money, thrills, and girls) Been looking through the pages of some magazine that I've read a thousand times And the food all starts to taste the same and it's 6:09 AM And there's nothing on TV And I'm fucked, just look at me Watching Simpsons, afraid to call you I know I fucked up, I know I owe you 700, please don't hate me I'll get a job and I'll pay you back somehow One more night alone, and you can take it 'Cause there'll be more tomorrow Same magazine, same tasteless food Same TV screen, same shitty mood And I feel like it can't get worse And I feel like it can't get worse And I feel like it can't get worse And I feel like it can't get worse