Woke up sick
So I phoned a friend
She didn't answer
So I tried again
You treat me like shit
But I can't say goodbye
I'm an idiot angel
And I'm ready to die

I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die

Climbing the stairs
Above the BBQ shop
I can hear the ocean
Just up the block
I have the ability
To make the waves stop
Tina, open up
I'm tryin' to cop

I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die

Woke up sick
So I phoned a friend
She didn't answer
Well aw fuck it then
You treat me like shit
Now I must say goodbye
Tell me why do I still feel
Like I'm ready to die?

I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die