If you don't even wanna say my name anymore that's fine 'Cause I'm so wasted, I don't mind Wait a little and you will see I can be that guy Straight up wasted, on a dime I'm just black licorice And all the people that I know Would rather leave me in the bowl Chucky knows he'll have to carry me home, and he'll say that's fine But he's my baby, he won't mind Allie goes it just like me but she's on a stride Of keeping her shit right in line Unlike mine I'm just black licorice And all the people that I know Would rather leave me in the bowl I'm just black licorice And all the people that I know Would rather leave me in the bowl I'm just black licorice And all the people that I know Would rather leave me in the bowl