Fresh out of patience, kick the kids to the floorOut of borrowed pillsStorm out to borrow some moreThough it’s nothing nice gonna need a few bucksBitch I won’t tell you twiceGet kicked to the curb in those shoesTake a turn for the worse right throughGotta get what you wantAnd it’s easy to find when you’re looking down a one way streetTake to the strip with a chipped shoulder tonightLurking with losers like a deer that been caught in the lightsDo or don’tCould use the brain in that thick skullBut probably won’t