[Verse 1] Oh, I just did the weirdest thing I quit a band to play and sing Some untested songs All on my own And though I could fabricate a tale About sex and drugs It just got stale And I wanted out I needed to move on And though friends will claim that they were fans They're spiritless and you disband And you're forced to realize they just didn't care
[Chorus:] But then we've all got our problems, got our demons and ghosts You were staying out of it You were stoking on your smokes Yeah, I was getting angrier and I damaged my throat But you're the one I think I like the most
[Verse 2] We took a trip to Manchester We hung out with a producer But rashly payed [?] And we never got our fucking tracks Then Julian Kirk, he put a death To all our dreams and all our hopes on that wretched winter's day When he said we were not fit to play And this kid I know who lives in town I'm trying hard to track him down For the money that he owes in return for sold-out shows
[Chorus:] But we've all got our problems, got our demons and ghosts You were staying out of it You were stoking on your smokes Yeah, I was getting angrier and I damaged my throat But you're the one I think I like the most
[Verse 3] And you make me nauseous with how hard you try Well, they all want their acid tonight so you'll offer to buy Well fuck it it's disco and it goes to your thighs But you'll look and feel weightless in your self-conceited attempt to fly
[Chorus:] And we've all got our problems, got our demons and ghosts You were staying out of it You were stoking on your smokes Yeah, I was getting angrier and I damaged my throat But you're the one I think I like the most
Yeah, you're the one I think I like the most Yeah, you're the one I think I like the most