Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter    and this morning I threw up fire    But it's nothing new    I've been piecing it together and it's got something to do    with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room    And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat    Every stupid melody to every stupid song,    and every stupid word that everybody's hanging on       What difference does this difference in age make?    I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.    Call 911, I'm already dead but    someone should be caught and held responsible    for this bloody mess       Last night I fell asleep next to a liar    and I woke up with a shiner    And it's all that I remember from a night spent lying on my back with a view    of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head    And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere    And we beat each other up just like we always do    When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you       What difference does this difference in age make?    I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.    Call 911, I'm already dead but    someone should be caught and held responsible    for this bloody mess       Call homicide, take the case to court    Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun    I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor       They hung her from the bridge on Monday    The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn    They dropped her body in the river    School and work returned to normal before long    (before long... and no one will mention any of this again)       Call 911, I'm already dead but    someone should be caught and held responsible    for this bloody mess       Call homicide, take the case to court    Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun    I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor