Cut it off my finger
'Cause I couldn't take
The ring off, off
Now I'm left here
Making excuses for the shit
You do now, now
I pack up my belongings
I don't want to stay around
Not sure what's gotten into this town
And everyone pisses me off
Just as much as you do
Oh
Maybe I'm growing up
Maybe I'm falling off
Driving fast to cool my head
I hope I get in an accident