Allison Foley - Better Than Ezra

“calmly, like a razor
I got us on the door,”
Or “i got a tape of ‘clerks’
Someone left the night before.” 

So i go over later,
You’re sitting in that chair
Smoking on your cigarette
Fingering you hair 

So i get drunk and stoned, 
Every time you come around. 

Twenty-nine and aimless
You bartend down on fourth
Your parents pay insurance
And the parson’s audit course

Over-schooled and uninspired
A trust fund up your nose
All that wasted talent but, uh
Ain’t that how it always goes? 

So i get drunk and stoned, 
Every time you come around. 
Yeah, yeah yeah 

So long alison foley 
So long, bye-bye 

(come up higher, take a step higher)
Sometimes you understand
The reasons how you went astray
But least of all the answer, 
That it hurts to watch you waste away. 

So i get drunk and stoned, 
Every time you come around. 
Yeah, yeah, yeah.