So the camera was finished, it winds automatic, it's time for new filmYou were developing photo, or date on the paper, the past loverI was the apple you've eaten, the boy that put on all of his clothesNow a memory that hangs with a thumbtack on the wallAnd this town is built with high heels and designer clothesPeople prance like puppet strings around the barAndI saw you standing there with your finger around your strawYeah, with long brown hair you looked like leaves falling in autumnAnd my mouth was opening, tried throwing up the wordsBut I guess I'll stick to this drinkAnd now that you're cold, the first time you met a girlShe said she would crucify you with liesLike walking against the wind, believing in religionCause God, I still hate you so muchSo give me my drink, or pour me this drinkCause that's all you're good forAnd there's a white horse that carries a burning lightAnd just guide me to happy moments and another lineAnd I'm crowding up my daily valueAnd sending it through a strawAnd the bigger my heart grows, come on, black bloodCause I'm tired of living here, just pass me the money nowLove gifts aren't a surprise no moreLet's ride out to the sunAnd burn our eyes with a smileCause there's no such thing as loveLike the old poet saidAs hard as you drink the *The more the glass will be half fullSo give me my drink, or pour me this drinkCause that's all you're good forAnd I try to portray a lieLike punching through the glassWhile this float drink is bad bloodAnd give me a undertoneAnd shower me my loveWith the world's green waterAnd I try to portray a lieLike punching through the glassWhere this float drink is bad bloodAnd give me a undertoneAnd shower me my loveWith the world's green waterGreenwaterGreenwater