You think it's in my heart

Baby, it's in my lungs

You think I'm hungover

You think I'm high-strung

I'm gonna make a move

I think I've had enough

You think I bleed money

Now I'm getting fired up

See you in the morning with the fake love

Tryna get the pain to go away with a head rush

Choking on your cigarette smoke for the same buzz

Take another shot of what you want

Now it's all gone

I can see you drinking you in the rearview

Think I'm gonna stick with getting high, it's what I'm used to

Watch you take the liquor, pour it out, entertain us

Let the words spill out of your mouth

Fucking shameless

All you are is—

All you are is Roach

All you are is—

Settle down a bit with the hippie shit

How many more times do I have to say it, bitch?

Go ahead, tell me what the cost of a friend is

Not enough of me to go around, can you handle it?

Getting tired of your manipulation

Come here, let me tie you to the pole in my basement

Yeah, I know you fucking hear me in your Hyundai

I hope you burn on the side of the highway

All you are is—

All you are is—

All you are is Roach

All you are is Roach

All you are is—

All you are is Roach

All you are is Roach