Drunk w/ the Only Saints I Know - Carissa's Wierd

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.