drunk on the west coast

[Verse]

(Strung)

New York City, so many times that I fucked up

New York City, too many times it was dumb luck

West coast baby, the prettiest couldn't beat you

I know that I did you wrong but I still miss you

Bunni, I know you hate me, still hope you miss me

Like a dead blind sniper misses his target

I know you want me to aim for the head

'Cause I can't get you out of mine

No matter what I try

It's been a year or so

Or fuck it, maybe two

Fuck, maybe three

I can't remember

I can't remember anything