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