Maybe I don't mind just getting high in mine 
Shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother 
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit 

From every hangover my head feels 
To every ex I didn't treat right 
To every Monday I called in sick 
To every argument I let slide

Christ, I aint' ever going back to thinking straight 
Twice! Twice, it brung me down
But it's the last time 

Maybe I'll grow tired of you bitchin' all the time 
Cause when you love the way you're living it gets hard to fret about much 
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit 

From every hangover my head feels 
To every ex I didn't treat right 
To every Monday I called in sick 
To every argument I let slide

Christ, I aint' ever going back to thinking straight 
Twice! Twice, it brung me down
But it's the last time