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Drift off the barstool and head for the door Fade out on your face and fade in facedown on the floor I'm sleeping you off tonight And waking up alone Pull back the covers and wince as the sun Burns a hole through my brain and pours smoke in my lungs I'm coughing you up today And leaving on my own This is no kind of life for what's left of my liver No way to treat what's left of my friends I'm getting better at being less bitter Now I'm just selfish and lonely instead It's the closest I'll come to progress Now you hate my guts and my guts hate me For the poisons I pour into my body And the way that I spilled them at your party From my mouth to your couch With my heart on my sleeve And the rest of my insides All over me and you I only did what my body told me to do This is no kind of life for what's left of my liver Letras de cancionesNo way to treat what's left of my friends I'm getting better at being less bitter Now I'm just selfish and lonely instead It's the closest I'll come to progress It's the closest I'll come to progress Well I guess you can call it success From Letras Mania