Blackout Rolling

I get horny when I’m suicidally sad
Like that story I’d be a good man with a gun to my head
You’re perfect for me ‘cause you’re already dead
Just ignore me, save us both a lot of fluid and flesh

Call me some day maybe then I’ll be OK
Call me some time we’ll soak ourselves in cheap red wine

In the morning I’m long shadows across your badlands
A Cali blackout rolling I’m every hangover that you’ve ever had
You deserved a warning maybe I’ll get one tattooed on my ass
Like the bottle told me in the beginning there’s only the end

Call me some day maybe then I’ll be OK
Call me some time we’ll soak ourselves in cheap red wine
Call me real soon right after work this afternoon
Call me right now I really feel like getting plowed.

Do you remember
Rolling blackouts along the shore?
Some black September
Had us begging for more
Had us begging for it

I get horny when I’m suicidally sad
Like that story I’d be a good man with a gun to my head
You’re perfect for me ‘cause you’re already dead
Just ignore me, save us both a lot of fluid and flesh

Call me some day maybe then I’ll be OK
Call me some time we’ll soak ourselves in cheap red wine
Call me real soon right after work this afternoon
Call me right now I really feel like getting plowed.