1, 2, 3, 4 Sunday morning hits again And I blink and I think about my life There's bruises on my arms and legs There's a girl in my bed who's not my wife So I'll wake up on my self cigarette As I try to rethink my steps I don't know who I am as yet There's a tiny voice inside my head Scream My mind is a puzzle only I can solve Too many tequilas, begging for more Don't try to get in 'cause you'll never got out Just [?] they seem to crowd So don't wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me So don't wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me Don't ever settle down Go for none and back in grey Spent my days all around The thing I do, the things I say Scream My mind is a puzzle only I can solve Too many tequilas, begging for more Don't try to get in 'cause you'll never got out Just [?] they seem to crowd So don't wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me So don't wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me Mmm, mmm Don't wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me Don't wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me Wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me Wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me 1, 2, 3, 4 Every time I turn on the TV, all I see is another man bleed (Wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me) Every time I turn on the TV, all I see is another man bleed (Wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me) Every time I turn on the TV, all I see is another man Wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up awake for me