Alkaline Trio - “My Friend Peter”

I dont care who you’ve been sleeping with these days
You’re outta my hair
It’s growing just above my smiling face that I wear
Every night I drink myself to sleep
Not thinking about you
Not thinking about anything at all

I don’t care who you’ve been dining with these days
It’s more than fair
Much rather be drinking anyways
With my friend Peter
Who lives so fucking far away
Yet not as far as you
Even though you live right down my fucking street

And I’m tired of sleeping with myself
I’m tired, all these drinks and drugs no longer help
I’m tired of lying about not thinking of you
Maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do

I dont care who you’ve been kissing on these days
It’s out of my hands
and in my mouth with such a pleasant taste
I need a beer to wash it all away without a trace
And then i’ll drink 23 more
To wipe this stupid smile off my fucking face

I’m tired of sleeping with myself
I’m tired, all those drinks and drugs no longer help
I’m tired of lying about not thinking of you
Maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do

Alkaline Trio - “Cringe” from their 1998 release “Goddamnit”

wide eyed. knee deep in surprise. just below your thighs the temperature drops 5 degrees. your stand-by flight has just arrived. tongue-tied, bleeding from your eyes. even Christ himself would cringe at the sight of your scars. while you’re counting sheep, i’ll count my lucky stars. you were the last good thing i ever saw. i lost it all. i lost it all. burned out on 2 hours of shut-eye. eyes glazed at the thought of the next 8 hours. headwind, cold rain to wake me. you were the last good thing i ever saw.