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 $#&@ing far away

Yet not as far as you
Even though you live right down my $#&@ing 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 $#&@ing 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