After the party
I woke up on the floor, a fucking pain in my head
I think I never really felt so bad
And I remember a hot party yesterday
When you look at me, there's nothing left to say
And although I feel so fucked up
I'm never gonna get enough
Beer and cigarettes til the better end
That's the way I'm gonna spend
The whole next weekend
Maybe I couldn't stand the stuff
Maybe a bottle tequila was too much
Wonder if I'll find the door
Wonder if this is my vomit on the floor
And although I feel so fucked up
I'm never gonna get enough
Beer and cigarettes til the better end
That's the way I'm gonna spend
The whole next weekend