Open Container Blues - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Chris "Stoph" Colasanto]

Walking in circles, got me talking in patterns

Trying to make sense of things that don’t matter

Falling asleep during sex in the morning

Shoes on in bed, do you still think that I’m boring?

I bet you do

Fuck it, I do too

When there’s no use in your ubiquitous points of view

That’s just the way it goes

I’ve got the shittiest luck, something I’ve always known

Everything I’m chasing is a dollar away (Tell me what you wanted me to say)

Could we talk it over cause I think that you might stay (would it even matter anyway?)

Heaven doesn’t really seem like our kind of place (tell me what you needed me to do)

Tie me up with chains and expose my shame, but it stays the same (we both know that I’ll always come through)

Can you hear me thinking about you now?

Louder than the rats inside your house

When it’s all I seem to do, I’ve got these open container blues

You got me drinking just to forget you

Talking in circles, like you deserve better, it’s the bed that you made not a change in the weather

You think that you’re slick but your delusion’s alarming

That dream is long dead, do you still think you’re in mourning?

I’ll bet you do – just something to abuse

And there’s no use in believing for better when I believed in you

That’s just the way it goes

I’ve got the shittiest luck, something I’ve always known

Everything I’m chasing is a dollar away (Tell me what you wanted me to say)

Could we talk it over cause I think that you might stay (would it even matter anyway?)

Heaven doesn’t really seem like our kind of place (tell me what you needed me to do)

Tie me up with chains and expose my shame, but it stays the same (we both know that I’ll always come through)

Can you hear me thinking about you now?

Louder than the rats inside your house

When it’s all I seem to do, I’ve got these open container blues

You got me drinking just to forget you

Everything I’m chasing is a dollar away (Tell me what you wanted me to say)

Could we talk it over cause I think that you might stay (would it even matter anyway?)

Heaven doesn’t really seem like our kind of place (tell me what you needed me to do)

Tie me up with chains and expose my shame, but it stays the same (we both know that I’ll always come through)

Can you hear me thinking about you now?

Louder than the rats inside your house

When it’s all I seem to do, I’ve got these open container blues

You got me drinking just to forget you