Soap suds slicken the mud, making new sludge I was spillin' my guts, spillin' my lungs And that's a problem in the long run
But so what you're too much fun And taming my tongue gets lonesome So sink your teeth into my gums if you want some
If you want some I could give you so much I could tell you about the things I've done Old love, new drugs Who I am and who I was And who I'm bound to become
Holding a grudge Like a hand grenade dud Keeping a crutch to cripple my trust I've been piling up dust
But you called my bluff And hushed my fuss Said: Baby, enough is enough And: Maybe you ain't that tough
I could give you so much I could tell you about the things I've done Old love, new drugs Who I am and who I was And who I'm bound to
'Cause I could give you so much I could tell you about the things I've done Old love, new drugs Everything I'm ashamed of Who I am and who I was
