[untitled] Lyrics

Well you know how it is
There's always too much beer to fit into the fridge
But you never seem to have enough to eat
And the foodstamps they get cut in the next week

And you know that i hate a lot of things
BUT I ALSO HATE A LOT OF OTHER THINGS
Oh yeah

Well i've been feeling cold since september
Aint that just the winter,
Aint that just the weather
I'm picking out the habits to keep me warm
Cause you call this a season
I call it a snowstorm

And i know that everyone's waiting on drugs but i'm just
WAITING ON YOU WAITING ON DRUGS
Oh yeah

I put cream into his coffee
And he looks at me so seriously
He says if anyone should ask he takes his coffee black
If anyone should ask
If anyone should ask he takes it black
If anyone should ask

So i think about how i hate a lot of things
BUT I ALSO HATE A LOT OF OTHER THINGS
Oh yeah
Oh yeah