Take Me Out

I'll never miss a thing Never sleep again No I'll turn the other cheek Leave all the loose ends The lemons in my drink Are ripe for ruining Me and all my friends Perfect idiots So carry me up where I can see, I'm weak in the knees Everyone here is drunker than me At this party Don't leave me alone In America with Americans Take me out Of this stupid dream with these Old-frat-boy-wanna-be-James-Deans Running from the cold Stuck here on first ave Balanced on the curb Two steps from a cab My heart beats no harder However fast I run And the guilt just looms larger The longer that you're gone It's never the same Your voice in my head You don't sound like that An ocean away in a sea of cocaine It's a heart attack Don't leave me alone In America with Americans Take me out Of this stupid dream with these Old-frat-boy-wanna-be-James-Deans Well they don't want the song and they don't want the dance I'm a badly bruised fruit rotting out in the rain I'll be waking up tomorrow with my head hitting my hands Assume fetal position and deep throat my dread It's a Colt 45 in cocktail of pain It's a woman in the corner I don't know her name And she's trying to take me home but I won't go yet So I wake up in the morning with a deep regret Don't leave me alone In America with Americans Take me out Of this stupid dream with these East Village-finance-bro-Steve-McQueens Don't leave me alone In America with Americans Don't leave me alone Don't leave me alone