Ode to the Scumbag

He yanked the comb he found through his knotted greasy hair

Looking out the window with a long uneasy stare

Maybe she had died, but he really didn't care

Haha

You like uppers, I like downers, that's what governs our encounters (Up, down, up, down)

You like uppers, I like downers, we forget ourselves for hours (Up, down, up, down)

That really wasn't much to unpack (Up, down, up, down)

That's just what it's like to be a scumbag (Up, down, down, up)

Sheets are all full

Of sweat stains

I had another of

Those dreams

Of course she wasn't sleeping, she had wandered through the night

Complaining on the corner that she didn't choose this life

Driven by anger, just confused with who to fight

Haha

You like uppers, I like downers, that's what governs our encounters (Up, down, up, down)

You like uppers, I like downers, we forget ourselves for hours (Up, down, up, down)

It really wasn't much to unpack (Up, down, up, down)

That's just what it's like to be a scumbag (Up, down, down, up)

I think I'm having

Chest pains

I had another of

Those dreams

It's getting hard

To explain

I don't know what

This means