Percy Sledgehammer

I'm hanging from the gallows; would it kill you now to cut me some slack?

With these six shots of tequila, I'm about to launch a counterattack

So you've used up my emotions, now my battery's at one percent

I'll burn this whole place to the ground since you know this month I ain't making the rent

Take anything you want, there's nothing but me

And I never was enough, or so it would seem

Your last words so unkind, still hammering my mind

You're the worst song on the soundtrack of my life

Yeah

Therapy and Prozac are just Band-Aids for this broken heart