Three days into a cocaine binge

Honey, do you have the key or do I?

I don't think that I could look at another beer or cigarette

I think as I roll one up and I take another sip

Oh, let's get married

And move interstate

Hang the clothes out

Forget to lock the back gate

Put our whole selves in

And see it through

'Cause you're using me and I'm using

And there's five languages of love

And a million ways to be fucked up

Yeah, I don't think that I could look at another beer or cigarette

I think as I roll one up and I take another sip

Three days into a cocaine binge

Honey, do you have the key or do I?