Thanks, Matt.

I dont care 
who you've been sleeping with these days
youre outta my hair 

its growing just above my smiling face that I wear
every night I drink myself to sleep
not thinking about you
not thinking about anything at all 

I dont care 

who you've been dining with these days 
its more than fair 

much rather be drinking anyways
with my friend Peter
who lives so fucking far away
yet not as far as you
even though you live right down my fucking street

and I'm tired of sleeping with myself
I'm tired, all these drinks and drugs no longer help
im tired of lying about not thinking of you
maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do

I dont care who 

you've been kissing on these days 
it's out of my hands 

and in my mouth with such a pleasent taste I need a beer 
to wash it all away without a trace
and then i'll drink 23 more
to wipe this stupid smile off my fucking face 

I'm tired of sleeping with myself
I'm tired, all those drinks and drugs no longer help
im tired of lying about not thinking of you
maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do