Wish The Worst

Old 97S

Composición de: Rhett Miller
Why aren't you here? It's almost 4 am. 
I finished up all of your beer, Now I'm startin' on your gin. 
I went through your diary, flipped through your phone book -called all your friends. 
I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been. 

I pulled back your sheets, Now I'm crawlin' in your bed. 
Every drink's one more defeat, And every footstep hurts my head. 
I don't want excuses. I don't wanna hear that you were out with your friends. 
I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been. 

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I hope you crash your momma's car. 
I hope you pass out in some bar. 
I hope you catch some kinda flu. 
Let's say I wish the worst for you. 

I hope you're happy with yourself. 
I hope you found somebody else, cause I ain't askin' you again. 
I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been. 

Why am I here? I've got better things to do. 
I could hang out on the pier, down by the Hudson, sniffin' glue. 
I guess I'm a loser, but I like being miserable, swimming in sin. 
I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been. 

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