Could this be the end? Alert the media

Holler out message sent, and pass the bottle now

I'll wreck today not unlike the way you saw me
yesterday

I'll wreck today and double over laughing with
the pain

Check those fears at the door and hang around a
while

I'll lose this heart from my sleeve just to see
what burns

Is this a question of what fell or just a
statement of what sells

And can anyone really say there's no free drinks
in hell?

I'm neither poet nor a babysitter

But I got a guitar and a way to kill an hour now

I got no fucking pity for the fools who broke
their eyes

Trying to break a whole culture down to size

Check those fears at the door and hang around a
while

I'll lose this heart from my sleeve just to see
what burns

Is this a question of what fell or just a
statement of what sells

And can anyone really say there's no stiff drinks
in hell?

This national chemistry, it's bigger than you and
me

While fighting for control now have we lost touch
with who we are

Do you lover telling your war stories while
hiding your scars?