Morbid Stuff

[Verse 1]
I was bored as fuck
Sitting around and thinkin' all this morbid stuff
Like if anyone I've slept with is dead
And I got stuck
On death and dying and obsessive thoughts that won't let up
Makes me feel
Like I'm about to throw up

[Verse 2]
I was getting high in the van at St. Catharines
While you were rubbin' elbows in the art scene
And back in the city, I was on a tear
High-fiving every shithead on Queen Street
Passed out on the bus ride
I got home in the morning at a quarter to ten
Everybody was sleepin' in
Mom and Dad were smokin' weed in the attic again, I said

[Chorus]
"I don't know what you want me to say"
Stood by watchin' as your world went up in flames
When you've tried everything, but the feeling stays the same
Ya had it all, ya pissed it away

[Bridge]
I don't know what you want me to say
'Cause back in the city, I was on a tear
Ya had it all, you pissed it away
Back in the city without a care

[Outro]
I still dream about you time and time again
While I've been sleepin' in somebody else's bed
And as my body aged, the feeling, it never did