Leech Incubus

[Verse 1]
Now does it make you indie? Does it make you proud?
To talk the world into a paper bag
Spotty stain of "I'm okay, you're not okay"
Yes, men too could be on the rag

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I'm over my head, I need a pick-me-up, woah-oh
It's easy to get high when you're standing on our backs, man
Will anything ever be good enough for you? Woah-oh
Stand on your own, hold your water if you can

[Chorus]
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, faring well?
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, faring well?
Not on my time

[Verse 2]
It isn't fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
Your fictional, plastic alibi
So take another hit, steal another line
Did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?

[Pre-Chorus 2]
When you were down, I always picked you up, woah-oh
Why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kickin' myself that I shared spit with you, woah-oh
So fuck yourself and fuck this bleeding heart of mine