It’s easy to make a habit you just need money and time

You can’t have a reason to back down, and I’ve just lost mine

So I’m gonna get fucked up, gonna get tore down, twisted till I go blind

I’m drinking for two and I’m making up for lost time

I’m gonna get blown up get into a fist fight

If I don’t win well that’s all right

Don’t help me stand I don’t need nobody’s arm

I’m just gonna smoke weed till my eyes bleed

Drink Jim Beam till it cures me

And I’ll explode like a rocket on the Forth of July

And don’t even try

To stop me because I’m a free man

And fuck you for ever trying

You used to tell me to stop when all the lights were green

But now I’m burning down the old fence that I called indifference

I didn’t care before but I’m learning how not to feel

So I’m gonna get my head right gonna get my mind numb

Walk a crooked line and then some

I was a sober man when you were the boss of me

But fuck you I’m free

Fuck you I’m free

And don’t even try

To tell me that I’m stupid cause I know that you asshole

I’m not better than this but I’m better than you

So I’m gonna get twisted gonna get cross-eyed

As wasted as my sweet time

I’m gonna be much more fun now that we’re through

And I’m gonna be passed out on the front lawn naked with your mom

And we’d have gone inside but then you’d have never seen

Fuck you I’m free