I wanna go where the trouble begins
And the morning after
Smells just like a dirty ashtray
Oh, give shame
And lock me in the shower
The penitentiary
Elementary school for losers
If this is how it′s gonna end
Then it feels alright
Baby, let's get sick again
We′re hell raisers
Death wish cravers
We're running with razor blades
Party favors
Sex with strangers
We don't care what the neighbors say
If this is how it′s gonna end
′Cause it feels alright
Baby, let's get sick again
Crawling out of a dead mans bed
We don′t wanna know
We don't wanna know
Killing myself just to live
We don′t wanna go
We don't wanna go
We′re hell raisers
Death wish cravers
We're running with razor blades
Party favors
Sex with strangers
We don't care what the neighbors say
If this is how it′s gonna end
′Cause it feels alright
Baby, let's get sick again
We′re hell raisers
Death wish cravers
We're running with razor blades
Party favors
Sex with strangers
We don′t care what the neighbors say
If this is how it's gonna end
′Cause it feels alright
Baby, let's get sick again.
Writer(s): Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Ryan Pritchard
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