Now it’s too late, I’m on a thousand downers now, I’m drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call.
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall.
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can’t breathe without me.