Milwaukee, Wisconsin Lyrics

Just made friends with the girl next door

She fell down on the bathroom floor

Now it's time to rant

Bout' how life isn't fair

Just stepped into my friend's new Ford

I smoke weed every time I'm bored

I don't know how to feel

Is any of this real?

I'm hallucinating now

I fill up my cup with a lot of liquor

Maybe it's Bud or a pint of Miller

And now I'm driving way too far

Baby, I'm fucked up, drank a little too much, and I'm

Running around and I start to blister

There goes my childhood friend and his sister

I think about them all the time

What if they weren't home when I said that I was going to die?

When I said that I was going to die

But I'm alright

I don't want to fall no more

I can't think about the bathroom stall no more

Every time I hit my head against the wall, I'm sore

Wake up on the floor

Were there girls cause' there's makeup on the doorframe

And I don't want to sound bad

I fill up my cup with a lot of liquor

Maybe it's Bud or a pint of Miller

I don't care cause' it's a fucking bar

Baby, I'm fucked up, drank a little too much, now I'm

Running around and I start to blister

I see my childhood friend and his sister

I think about them way too much

Now I'm running away, there's no way you can save me

And now I'm limping down the sidewalk, the car broke down

I don't know where I'm going cause' I'm new to this town, and I

Take a break standing underneath the shade

Baby, I'm fucked up, drank a little too much

And I try to call my father, but my phone just died

Now there's heavy downpour and I'm thinking bout' life

All my money's in the grave, I can't even buy a vape

Yeah, I called this home, yeah, I think I'm gonna go and die, no

Think I'm gonna go and die, no

Think I'm gonna go and walk down the street

I hope my mom does not see me

I just told her that my mental health's a little bit iffy

She won't be too happy when she sees that I'm drinking

Now I'm limping down the sidewalk

I fill up my cup with a lot of liquor

They ran out of Bud, so I guess it's Miller

I don't think I'm gonna go back home

Baby, I'm fucked up, drank a lot of too much, and I

Run around and I start to blister

There goes my childhood friend and his sister

I'm thinking about them now, and I

Gotta get back home before one of them is going to die