Texty: Sugarcult. Wrap Me Up In Plastic. Bouncing Off The Walls.

I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I threw away my reputation
One more song for the radio station

I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
Waking up on the bathroom floor
Pull myself back together just to fall once more

And my heart's beating out of my chest
And this town is still making me sick
And every penny from my last paycheck
I've blown it on you

I'm bouncing off the walls again
And I'm looking like a fool again
So go ahead and take a picture
And hang it up so you can tear me down

I don't care
Cause I'm still here
And I've got nothing left to lose
With all the years I wasted on you

Mom and Daddy's got the best cocaine
Ritalin's never gonna feel the same
Twenty-four hours on an empty brain
I got my finger on the trigger and you're in the way

I'm bouncing off the walls again
And I'm looking like a fool again
I threw away my reputation
One more song for the radio station

I'm bouncing off the walls again
And I'm looking like a fool again
I'm bouncing off the walls again
And I'm looking like a fool again
I'm bouncing off the walls again