Drugs in D.C. Unreachable and faded.
Guilt trip me at 23, it's fun to be sedated
I can read your face pretty clearly
Saying to yourself that you hate me
Did I disappoint you
Did you think I meant to.
Tommy cut his finger
His blood was all over the bus
Everyone was laughing, instead of wrapping it up.
I really thought it was funny, the next day too.
I really thought it was funny until I told you.
I know being young won't get old soon.
But I would give it up cause I love you.
Did I disappoint you
You know I don't mean to."