Drunk w/ the Only Saints I Know

Drunk with the only saints I know
Everyone’s wearing their halos
This is how we’ll look when we die
Decorations on the table
X-marks over our eyes
Clouds the faces of
All the ones you love
Thinking about how your friends are
All the people who you’ll ever do wrong
Just because they love you anyways
Doesn’t mean they’ll forget everything you say
I’m never so sure about anything
I never stop and think about anything
At all
I’m never so sure about anyone
I never stop and think about anyone
At all
(This is how we all look when we die)
Maybe she’ll be crazy
And say that we’re all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we’ll have our halos on
(This is how we all look when we die.)
Maybe she’ll be crazy
And say that we’re all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we’ll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.)
Maybe she’ll be crazy
And say that we’re all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we’ll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.)
Maybe she’ll be crazy
And say that we’re all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we’ll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.)
Maybe she’ll be crazy
And say that we’re all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we’ll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.)
Maybe she’ll be crazy
And say that we’re all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we’ll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.)
With x-marks over our eyes.
(This is how we all look when we die.)
This is how we look when we die.