My Friend Peter

My Friend Peter - Alkaline Trio

I don't care who you've been sleeping with these days

You're outta my hair

It's growing just above my smiling face that I wear

Every night I drink myself to sleep

Not thinking about you

Not thinking about anything at all

I don't care who you've been dining with these days

It's more than fair

Much rather be drinking anyways

With my friend Peter

Who lives so f**king far away

Yet not as far as you

Even though you live right down my f**king street

And I'm tired of sleeping with myself

I'm tired all these drinks and *** no longer help

I'm tired of lying about not thinking of you

Maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do

I don't care who you've been kissing on these days

It's out of my hands

And in my mouth with such a pleasant taste

I need a beer to wash it all away without a trace

And then i'll drink 23 more

To wipe this stupid smile off my f**king face

I'm tired of sleeping with myself

I'm tired all those drinks and *** no longer help

I'm tired of lying about not thinking of you

Maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do