I Took My Last Drink From A Half Empty Glassnand Laid My Tired Bones Out On The Grassnmy Dad Says That All Things Will Passnwell At Least He's Right About Lovennmy Boss Is A Good Man He Makes Lots Of Rulesnand He Gets So Frustrated With All Of His Toolsnhe Said, my God Nothing Around Here Worksnwell At Least He's Right About Lovenyeah At Least He's Right About Lovenni'm Laughing So Hard My Sides Start To Splitnwell I Cannot Be Told And I Will Not Admitnthat No One Else Thinks It's A Jokenwell At Least I'm Right About Lovennwell I Don't Trust You Or Anyone Elsenand I Don't Trust My Mind When I'm All By Myselfnand I Don't Trust The Look In Your Eyesnwhen You Say You're In Lovenyeah When You Say You're In Lovennsince Everyone Dies And No Ones To Blamenmy Life Is A Joke, My Death Is The Samenand Every Last Breath That I Drawntells The Story Of Lovenyeah Every Last Breath That I Drawntells The Story Of Love