Cigarette ash in my corduroys
She's telling me I'm nothing, but a sad boy
I'm not expensive, I'm worthless
And I can't speak any German, what's the point?

Sick of waiting up all night
Just to see if you would sleep by my side
You're shaking in your skin
You're upset when the drugs start to kick in
Don't you realize that you played me like a game?
It's a shame

When I stepped off the front stoop of that house
And all of the alcohol I swallowed came out
There you were
There was he
Just something I knew that I would see