Trash TV

I just wanna hang around Make myself a mess, I must confess It all to girls that I once knew I just wanna have myself a ball Lipstick and some Tylenol And razor blades Midnight afternoons I'm just blowing bubbles Drowning on my troubles Subtle isn't something that I do Do you ever want to know Nothing about the afterlife From yesterday's television news I just want to set myself ablaze Comb my hair in mayonnaise Cause I don't care I am just annoyed Can I get a witness One more shot of sickness I just wanna have something to do Well, here's to all my friends The ones that ain't dead yet How did we get so far from home? Well, here's to all my friends The ones that ain't dead yet Your wander days are left to roam Well, here's to all my friends The ones that ain't dead yet How did we get so far from home? Well, here's to all my friends The ones that ain't dead yet Your wander days are left to roam