Zebrahead

I won't be there
I won't do anything
No I won't
I won't be there to catch you
If you fall
I won't be there
I won't do anything
No I won't
I won't be there to catch you
God I wish I never met you
You're a cheap thrill weak will trippin' to bikini kill
A glass home of chloroform vaporized in the storm
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
You're so burned out no doubt crawling as your falling out
Glycerin blistering got you underneath my skin
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
I won't do anything
No I won't be there to save you