Maybe

In the bedroom of my mother

having sex with another girl now

And I wonder how she feels

about the fact that I’m gonna be around

another ten days

Then I smoke a lot of cigarettes

drink a lot of beer

play some music with my friends

try to keep my mind clear

Losing points of view

as I’m leaving thoughts of you alone

And maybe I’m gonna kill myself in (a) car

But probably

Ain´t gonna get that far

She’s a summer witch I’m a bitch

I can really mess around

You must have felt it from the moment

The spot when you said you can’t be bound

another ten days

And you know I love you just as much

And the reason that we lost the touch

Is the fact that you never really told me

If you wanna go or stay

And maybe I’m gonna kill myself in (a) car

But probably

Ain´t gonna get that far