Short Round - The Alcohol Talking lyrics

I've said enough til my tongue's gone numb Worn these words out, dramatically overdone These loose lips sunk My rescue ship to shore This face wreaks disaster With a state of emergency ignored I've read these lines over a thousand times Waiting for a new script or for this character to die This scene should have ended And I should have found a crime to fit this punishment And lay it out carefully designed But it's still a bad word to me I wanna block it out Scratch out the meaning from this dictionary Unhappy with the answers And my heart is beating faster than the drums on the songs from your punk rock days It's just still a bad word to me I wanna block it out Scratch out the meaning from this dictionary Unhappy with the answers And my heart is beating faster than the drums on the songs from your punk rock days Would it have worked so well? Maybe these notes are doing a better job telling you than these words I'm trying to sell So plug me into the speakers and turn it all the way up Turn it all the way up, turn it all the way up Turn it all the way up Turn it all the way up Turn it all the way up