Text: Drake Bell. Telegraph. Don't Preach.

You're drillin' a hole in my ceiling
Too bad it won't rain
You're slippin' without any feeling
So don't you complain

Sorry doesn't make it okay
Cause I'm the one that paid your way
Sorry doesn't make it okay
Cause I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach

I can't believe what you said
How you live, how you laugh, how you love

You took my money away
Made me sleep on the floor that I've had
But I don't care anyway
Cause I laugh when you cry
Do you think you would die if I said
Don't preach

You say that I suck...