Frances Quinlan Will Have Her Revenge On Philadelphia

[Verse]
I'm so tired of bullshit
I'm fucking tired of everyone
Stick to your guns and pull it
That painted trigger of measured neglect and be done Because the word on the street is the more you ingest
The more it takes to get high and I don't think that you need it The more you're wasting your life the more that I wanna die
I won't stand for your old tricks, guilt trips, bullshit, baby
I can't quite keep my hands tied
Save me, who's gonna pull your weight when I leave you behind?
And you'll plead: "stay with me."