Jeffrey Lyrics

Jeffrey lyrics

Born on a Sunday

Feeling cold as ice

Mother left rolling

Jeffery's dice



Father was a drunk

Up until his death

Jeffrey quit life

Turned to Meth



Jeffrey, where has all the good shit gone

You listen to the tv for advice and always come out wrong

Jeffrey, you need someone to hold 

If you want to survive this night that remains long



First girl was a whore

Found her with another man

Dreamt of a perfect life

But no one really can



Second girl left you

For some rocker in LA

Third girl slept with you

And died the next day



Jeffrey, where has all the good shit gone

You listen to the tv for advice and come out alone

Jeffrey, you need someone to hold

Someone to write and someone to phone



Jeffrey, your life ends here

Jeffrey, your life is dead

Jeffrey, your life means shit

Jeffrey, your life ends here