She's lump, she's lump, she ain't got it She's talking about regrets and I can't see them Can't seem to follow through, what I had promised I stumble upon regrets, me too, so instead.... I party with my pain When you don't seem to come around With fluids in my brain We seem to get along just fine I party with my pain She's drunk, comes home in the morning I wonder where she's been, and I can feel it's burning in my chest (No kiss), no smile for nothing I'm longing for the time when I turn off and.... Party with my pain I got fluids in my brain You don't seem to come around Fuc_in up with strangers in strange towns But you should know I never wanted to be in this ocean Of not knowing what you will do Hold it down, this foggy notion Or take away all my skills I crumble in my pain When you don't seem to come around A stamp, a letter, a mailbox, a hello and goodbye Don't try to turn this into something good There ain't no good about it Do you dance under the stars? While I go out and.... Party with my pain I got fluids in my brain You don't seem to come around Fuc_ing up with strangers in strange towns You should know I never wanted to be in this ocean Of not knowing what you will do Hold it down, this foggy notion Or take away all my skills I party with my pain You don't seem to come around