Listerine

I found a hole inside your sweater
'Cause you can't keep from ashing on yourself
Leave me alone 'till you forget her
'Cause when you stay around her, you're in hell
(Sick bastard)
Her number stayed the same
But you played her like a game
You'd say it's a debate
You'd tell me
Your Misfits shirt still reeks to high hell
You stuff your nose, it must be the smell
You drank, you froze when you were unveiled
And I hate that it's all that I know
And you hate that you can't let it go
But I came from you, you watched it all grow
When you came home, you smelled like leather
This jacket isn't gonna wash itself
We hit the road, I'm doing better
Now if you know me, I don't know how well
I was waiting for the day I'd see you on a magazine
Now I sit and pray you see me larger on the screen
When I play the bass, what does it even really mean?
'Cause I see your face on every fret and every string
My number never changed
But yours doesn't stay the same
So you tell me who's to blame
You tell me
Do you even feel the pain?
Do you hear me call your name?
Will you tell me once again?
Will you tell me?