am i better off dead?
am i better off a quitter?
they say i'm better off now, 
than i ever was with her.
as they take me to my local down the street,
i'm smiling but i'm dying, trying not to drag my feet.
they say a few drinks,
will help me to forget her,
only they can see where this is gonna end,
but they all think i'm crazy, but to me it's perfect sense.
and my mates are all there, tryn'a calm me down,
cos i'm shouting your name all over town,
swearing if i go there now, 
i can change her mind, turn it all around,
and i know that i'm drunk and i'll say the words,
and she'll listen this time, even though they're slurred.
dialled her number and confessed to her,
i'm still in love but all i heard was nothing. 
if she sees how much i'm hurting,
she'll take me back for sure.