​​pull-out couch

[Chorus]
On this pull-out couch, I am spinning 'round
This the most fucked up I have ever been
I know we're not on good terms, but could we try again?
It's not me talking, baby, it's the medicine
And I won't take no more of these cheap shots
How would you feel if I was with a grease box?
I'm out of line, baby, I need higher dosage
Patio lights hit my face as I blow spliffs

[Verse]
I was once someone I could look up to
You would not like me if you knew just what I go through
Sober late nights is what I never do
Two-fifths deep, I wake up and I am brand new
I'm decaying in health and still I reject help
And I pour liquor in my mouth and toast, “Herе's to those who don't make it out”

[Chorus]
On this pull-out couch, I am spinning 'round
This the most fuckеd up I have ever been
I know we're not on good terms, but could we try again?
It's not me talking, baby, it's the medicine
I won't take no more of these cheap shots
How would you feel if I was with a grease box?
I'm out of line, baby, I need higher dosage
Patio lights hit my face as I blow spliffs