I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,

And stated that it's never ever been better than this.

I hung my favorite shirt on the floorbaord, wrinkled up from pulling pushing tasting.

You keep twisting the [bad word] that keeps me thrown askew.

Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.

I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.

Red wine and the cigarettes... hide your bad habits underneath the patio.