Tear ducts, Im gonna have to get mine sewn upnIf I dont see you sometimenow.nTear ducts, mine have filled themselves up,nThey overflowed and now the tears slide right into my mouth.nnAnd everything tastes salty.nAnd everything looks foggy.nAnd I feel like shit.nnRed eyes I can hide in the night time, nBut how do I get through a day at work?nOh, red eyes, teach me to not cry.nIts all I know how to do, thanks entirely to you.nnSpend too much time at home,nIn my bedroom getting stoned,nTrying to feel numb to my bones, nAll I feel is more alonennAnd I look like shit.nAnd I sound like shit.nAnd I feel like shit.nI am becoming, you guessed it- shit.nnSo feel like shit with me,nWont you feel like shit with me?nCome on, everyone be miserable for a while!nCant we all share widespread unhappiness?nIm tired of people telling me to smile.nnMake everything taste salty.nAnd everything look foggy.nEverything tastes salty and everything looks foggy.nnAnd well look like shit!nAnd well sound like shit!nAnd well feel like shit!nnIm gonna get my tear ducts sewn up.