True to me I remember those salad days

And I, I, I, I

I remember dog days with you

Where goes the time, and the things that we value?

If I could take the best of you

I'd be your man if you'd like me to

So Godspeed, farewell

Eat shit in hell

Fuck you, fuck me

I'm sweet honey

I'm tired

I'm dead

I'm toast

Brown bread

I am done

I am done

I am done

I think I'll runaway and fake all my friends

Sign them up and listen now

Give a little help to myself instead

Line them up and drink it down

Cause I, I, I, I

I'm done with being on the shelf

So Godspeed, farewell

Eat shit in hell

Fuck you, fuck me

I'm sweet honey

I'm tired

I'm dead

I'm toast

Brown bread

I am done

I am done

I am done

So Godspeed, farewell

Eat shit in hell

Fuck you, fuck me

I'm sweet honey

I'm tired

I'm dead

I'm toast

Brown bread

I am done

I am done

I am done

Release me

And on

And on

And on, and on, and on, and on, and on

Release me, yeah

And on

And on, and on, and on, and on, and on