Jessica

Oh Jessica I don't miss you, but tell me is your mama doinng fine
I've made my bed so i'll sleep, but it's the other people that we leave behind
Oh, pessimist how bitter was the contents of the glass you half emptied inside
It's this virtue that makes you not like a saint but
A mutual friend of loneliness tonight
I hope your old man's back don't give him pain
Although he scared the shit right out of me, he was just doing it in your name

Wasted at the foot of your bed - oh please
I liked you better when you're lying through your teeth
You like me better when I'm lying on the ground
We like it better with nobody else around

Remmember that old car you had it was 50 years old
We would drive around these county roads
Risking our lives and souls
And the thing is I liked sound of the engine
More then I did our conversation

Wasted at the foot of your bed - oh please
I liked you better when you're lying through your teeth
You like me better when I'm lying on the ground
We like it better with
We like it better with

Don't rub salt into the paint
Let it stand, let it stay
Your hands will break before the dirt
I am the worst
You are the worst

Oh Jessica
I don't miss you, never cared for ou at all
It's bittersweet how people we meet
Have an impression after all

Wasted at the foot of your bed - oh please
I liked you better when you're lying through your teeth
You like me better when I'm lying on the ground
We like it better with nobody else around