The Chili Banditos - The Good Die Greasy

Alone in my bed again
I'm eating taco bell
On monday i told myself i would quit eating fast food
But here i am on tuesday and i'm still not listening to myself
No, i never listen to myself
It's this bad habit that i can't shake

Falling asleep another night with a beer in my hand
It's been every day this week
I guess it explains the stains on my clothes and the color of my front teeth
You ask me why do you hate yourself
If you keep complaining why aren't i seeing any changing
Well it's easier said than done
And i know that is so cliché of a thing to say like i miss you

Would it make everything better if i moved back home
Or is it better to just let it all go
Tell me do you remember when i told you i was moving out west
The look in your eyes when you realized that this is it

Alone in my bed again
This time i'm eating sun tacos
On monday i told myself i would quit eating so much carne asada
But here i am on tuesday