The Beltones - Naming My Bullets lyrics

You got some problems There ain't no way to solve'em Well, same here my friend You're hitting brick walls You take two steps and then fall Over and over again Man, f*ck the world tonight I got a six and twenty and head full a'sh**e And a sneaky feeling that it's screwed on way too tight This dead end town ain't worth a pound of sh** So let's show these folks what they're dealing with I got a box of shotgun shells Each one of'em has got a name on it Ah, what the hell, a beer sounds good to me I might as well drink a toast to my misery And there ain't no gods, so save your breath for cigarettes And no happiness, if there is I just ain't found it yet And I'm a wreck without my friends I wish that you could stick around, but our time is up And you'll be leaving town again