If I’m getting drunk, I’m getting drunk for the week. Remember I’m a freak. And if I get drunk and I say I hate your guts. It’s just because drinking makes me nuts.
And remember I’m so unsure and so fucking insecure and I don’t know if there’s a cure for a heart that ain’t ever been pure. A heart that’s never met yours.
And if I start screaming about some no good little bitch. It’s just because that little bitch snitched. And if I start dissing my bad or blaming my bad luck. It’s just because all my songs suck.
And remember I’m so unsure and so fucking insecure and I don’t know if there’s a cure for a heart that ain’t ever been pure. A heart that’s never met yours.
And another girl comes screaming and beating on a door. I’ve never seen that girl before. And I love you more than anything, but still I sin. My friends say losers don’t win (don’t know why I listen to them though).
And remember I’m so unsure and so fucking insecure and I don’t know if there’s a cure for a heart that ain’t ever been pure. A heart that’s never met yours.
Oh a heart that has never been pure. Oh a heart that has never been pure. Oh a heart that has never met yours.
[VERSE] D G A D | Bm A | D G A D | Bm A
[CHORUS] G A | G A | G A | D Bm | G A D
