Bottle

Now there's only time to drink your last bottle
 And take the last train home
 Time is in your face, put your cigarette out forever
 I
 (Staring at the walls)
 Can't wait
 (For the bomb to fall)
 Or stand
 (The room is getting small)
 To see what's coming here
 (Now it's curtain call)
 Right now
 (Crawling down the hall)
 And now
 (I can't stand it all)
 The room is spinning round, yeah
 Now in a dream you can sing to yourself
 'Cuz no one else is around
 Long forgotten hours
 Say your good nights to everyone
 And then you can return to Suburbia
 I
 (Thought I had it made)
 Can't stand
 (But it's been delayed)
 Or face
 (I'm not getting laid, this part I'm playing)
 So
 (I'll pretend I'm brave)
 I'll sing
 (Like I'm not depraved)
 My song
 (Promise to behave)
 But no one hears what I'm saying, now, yeah
 Now all alone, you can laugh with yourself
 'Cuz everbody's up and gone
 Time is your best friend, peel yourself up off the floor
 And then you can return to never never land
 I wish I had a friend, can't wait
 (For the world to end)
 Or stand
 (Being here again)
 To see what coming
 Here
 (Gonna talk to God)
 Right now
 (Maybe get a job)
 And now
 (But I'm still a slob)
 The walls come tumbling down
 Yeah, down, yeah, down, yeah, down, yeah