Well I drank two bottles of wine
I was only thinking of you
And then I thought of you
You said I climbed in the sink, well shit
How about I create a mess
You said there's no help for you
No, there's no help for you
I'm the one to get rid of, it's clear
Let's get rid of me, that's how it's gonna be
How about I climb that roof
and then I'll see everything
Finally I get my way, it's nice
I suppose I'm sick and tired
Something about an apple tree, it's far
Let's get rid of me, that's how it's gonna be
Let's get rid of me, that's how it's gonna be