Tonight I'll sit around pushing my shit down the drain
Using a plunger and a clothespin while I wrangle with the chain
Tonight I'll have potato chips and watch my favorite shows
Then watch some infomercials, then watch some TV show
Tonight I'll have nine or ten beers
Tonight I'll talk on the telephone mindlessly until my ear
Burns from the feeling, from the strain of active nothing
Tonight I'll avoid my hopes and fears
Tonight I'll play shit loads of video games
Tonight I'll decide too late to go get on the train
And play out my stupid, misguided version of fun
Tonight I'll get stupid fucking drunk and be an idiot
Ashamed of what I've done
Tonight I'll bang out another shitty song that's unsatisfying.
It's been so fucking long since I really felt any other way
Tonight I'll crumple up these lyrics and throw them away
Tonight I'll make promises I know I'll never keep
Tonight I'll talk on the telephone, wishing I had the energy to sleep
Tonight I'll sit around and bitch
Tonight I'll get hungry staring at the mustard in my empty fridge
Maybe tomorrow I won't smoke no cigarettes
Maybe tomorrow I won't look back on tonight with vomit and soaked regrets
Maybe tomorrow I won't drown myself in spite
Maybe tomorrow I could try and tomorrow can be better than tonight
Sleep well and dream
Plastic pillow that give way to someplace green
Sleep well and dream…
