...I'll Catch a Ride

You're jaded and tired
 My sweet little liar
 You were once the talk of the town
 Now you just talk in your sleep
 Yeah when you finally wake up
 In your cheap, caked on make-up
 You'll be about as broken as the promises you couldn't keep
 Anything will be as deep as you want it
 If we keep talkin' shit about what everybody thinks is cool
 Like we did in high school
 Yeah, like we still do
 You say that you get high on drugs
 But you don't rely on drugs
 I think that you lie too much
 And I think you should hold back just a touch
 When you talk about this life that you know
 And what it finally feels like to be old
 When you finally come around
 Yeah leave that... behind
 Whoa, I'll catch a ride