Cats

You told me 

The cats got fleas but they're still happy

You and I we got bugs

Im getting sicker

By the minute 

I'm still here it's my photo finish

I'm still the best

I'm getting clean with all the rest

You'd never seen those tracks on me

I'm getting out I'm getting free

I'm so sorry to everybody I let down

But if I stay here in the goddamned town 

I'll be dead by Sunday

I'll be everywhere you are

Calling out look at me

You're gonna remember 

You're gonna remember