Sum41 - Machine Gun

and i'm up and i dont know why
but i guess that's all that counts
look around as i'm holding my head
and i'm in somebody's house
the sun hits like a punch in the face
with a headache i cant ignore
seems like every weekend my bed is someone's floor

and so i cant keep this up
i gave had enough

eating cold pizza on the side of the curb
to cover up my morning breath of gin
something doesnt seem to sit with me right
it's going out the way it went in

and so i cant keep this up
i have had enough
you can count me out
i'm on to you
and you can count me out
i'm tired of leaving my embarassments behind