Jeszcze jeden wina łyk i zamknę za sobą drzwi, tak ...

 Tak, również punk-rock jest sztuką, a nie ma sztuki dla leniwych.

 I know once you come to California
You will never look back

 We're building it up
To break it back down

 Come hold me please, and never let me go
On the second day of Christmas

 Is it too late now to say sorry?
Yeah I know that I let you down

 It's no secret that the both of us are running out of time

 Życie to narkotyk,
który przestaje działać.

 You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees

 My shrink is telling me I got crazy dreams
She’s also saying I got low self-esteem

 I'm never alone, I look at my phone
If I call you up, you're never at home