She's lump, she's lump, she ain't got it   She's talking about regrets and I can't see them   Can't seem to follow through, what I had promised   I stumble upon regrets, me too, so instead....      I party with my pain   When you don't seem to come around   With fluids in my brain   We seem to get along just fine   I party with my pain      She's drunk, comes home in the morning   I wonder where she's been, and I can feel it's burning in my chest   (No kiss), no smile for nothing   I'm longing for the time when I turn off and....      Party with my pain   I got fluids in my brain   You don't seem to come around   Fuckin up with strangers in strange towns      But you should know I never wanted to be in this ocean   Of not knowing what you will do   Hold it down, this foggy notion   Or take away all my skills      I crumble in my pain   When you don't seem to come around      A stamp, a letter, a mailbox, a hello and goodbye   Don't try to turn this into something good   There ain't no good about it   Do you dance under the stars? While I go out and....      Party with my pain   I got fluids in my brain   You don't seem to come around   Fucking up with strangers in strange towns      You should know I never wanted to be in this ocean   Of not knowing what you will do   Hold it down, this foggy notion   Or take away all my skills      I party with my pain   You don't seem to come around