Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains - Put arsenic in the frosting next time

^FAn^Got^Dhe^Fr year gone by, but still I can't say that I learned much I still chug my caffeine, and I still hate God. Another year gone by but still I can't tell why I cry so much. Do I need love or just a blowjob?

^FCu^Fz ^Git^F seems like life's a party Where everyone gets drunk and laid but me

^FIt^G's^D a^F beautiful night, but I can't say that it helps much Life is still a lengthy suicide pact And its a beautiful night, and that I wished I didn't give a fuck I should have hopped that train, then never looked back

^FCu^Fz ^Git^F seems like life's a party where everyone gets drunk and laid but me. It seems like life's a party where everyone's too fucking smashed to leave.