Does it make you envy?
Does it make you proud?
To tuck the world into a paper bag.
This body's state of «I'm ok, you're not ok»
Yes, men too could be on the rag.
I'm over my head I need a pick-me-up,
Its easy to get high when you're standing on our backs, man.
Would anything ever be good enough for you?
Stand on your own, hold your water if you can.
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, very well
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, very well
Not on my dime
It isn't fair to mention, but it awes the crows
Your fictional, plastic alibi..
So take another hit, steal another line,
Did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?
When you were down I always picked you up,
Why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you,
So fuck yourself,
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine..
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, very well
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, very well
Not on my dime
When you were down I always picked you up,
Why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you,
So fuck yourself,
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine…
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, very well
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, very well
The ride's over.
The ride's over