Текст песни
Todd I'm sorry, alright I screwed up, I... I know I screwed up
Oh great, of course, here it comes. You can't keep doing this
You can't keep doing shitty things
And then feel bad about yourself like that makes it ok
You need to be better
I know, and I'm sorry okay
I was drunk and there was all this pressure
With the Oscar campaign. But now, now that it's over I... I
No. No, BoJack just stop
You are all the things that are wrong with you
It's not the alcohol, or the drugs
Or any of the shitty things that happened to you in your career
Or when you were a kid. It's you. Alright?
It's you
Save some air for me, I can't breathe
Wash it all away, down the fucking sink
Plan a couple days of sobreity
Wake up fucking sick, got no medicine
Maybe this is it, come and take a hit
What are you a bitch? you want more than this?
Good lucky buddy there ain't nothing out there
'Except drugs, parties, sex and self detriment
I expect nothing less from you
It's a hundred k walk, you faking it but I do
I count the minutes as I walk on through
Shit, good riddance, what the fuck do I do
Imma play it out when you done and you're finished
The cold life waiting behind that's how I did it
Diminished within it, you'll never fucking get it
The price of your happiness is more than this, bitch
Maybe you'll find a way ooh
Maybe you'll find a way ooh
Maybe you'll find a way ooh
Maybe you'll find a way