Hell (Is My Backup Plan)

Passion paralyzes all my good intentions,
 Now I'm fighting with my body 
 Just to show you some sort of affection,
 While you try and call it affliction
 I'm just calling it self discipline

 While all this downtown negativity's been following me and stalking me,
 Between the university and Richmond street
 Between those cocaine deals and bachelor degrees,
 I'd say I'm sorry but

 All the girls at this party
 They're into drama and Ginsburg and lemon lime Bacardi
 They're into Okkervil River (Arcade Fire, Elliot Smith)
 And trying to get to know everybody,
 Ya I'd say I'm sorry but

 Hell is my backup plan
 We're not a band [bad word] we're a gang,
 So let's hang
 'Cause all we want to meet is someone out there with a little personality
 'Cause heaven sounds boring for guys like you and me

 So I'm getting Bukowski drunk
 I'm falling down man I'm getting myself held up,
 None of these girls even get how great I was once,
 And I was pretty [bad word] #39; great

 Hell is my backup plan
 We're not a band [bad word] we're a gang, 
 So let's hang
 'Cause all we want to meet is someone out there with a little personality
 'Cause heaven sounds boring for guys like you and me

 'Cause heaven seems like it's out of the question
 At least with our reputation
 Wouldn't you agree?