Crashing (Lyrics)

Trailer's wrecked, the fridge is empty And my room mates' been building a trash heap If I sleepwalk through the next few days I'll wake up just as broke Old friends ask what I've been doing I say I've been working on paintings It's been months since I picked up a brush Is this stretching truth or lying through my teeth? I'm crashing on a bed of nails I'm driving drunk and taking pills Glass ain't empty but it's never filled I'm crashing on a bed of nails Car is dead. Blown a Gasket Searching for a reason to not just burn This trailer and everything in it To the ground and walk away Who'd have thought at 28 I'd be stuck here Lighting cigarettes on a hot plate? Tell me why "just getting by" Always seems to be just barely out of reach I'm crashing on a bed of nails I'm driving drunk and taking pills Glass ain't empty but it's never filled I'm crashing on a bed of nails I'm crashing on a bed of nails I'm driving drunk and taking pills Glass ain't empty but it's never filled I'm crashing on a bed of nails I'm climbing in and out of hell This coaster ride's perpetual Pushing boulders up a fucking hill I'm crashing on a bad of nails