Spacey Jane - Not What You Paid For Lyrics

So wasted, he's throwing up on the grass
I spent all I earned this week
And I'm tryna make it last
Missed the last train
It's four o'clock again
The cab driver quoted eighty bucks
So he began to walk

Oh, oh, this is not what you paid for
Spilling drinks on the table
Getting fucked up and kicked out

Lift my blinds
Another wasted day
Sleeping off the hunger pains
Saying you're okay

Oh, oh, this is not what you paid for
Spilling drinks on the table
Getting fucked up and kicked out
Even in a blacked out bar
Well, I can't really forgive myself
If I don't know what I'm sorry about
My friends keep overcompensating for
Not knowing if there's a fucking point anymore

You caught me at a bad time
But to be honest, there hasn't been a good one for a while
Could you do me a favor?
Don't tell anyone what you saw here
The dull throbbing of a reckless summer
Fucking get me out of here
The quick flicker of a smile
That I've never seen before in your eyes

Oh, oh, this is not what you paid for
Spilling drinks on the table
Getting fucked up and kicked out
Even in a blacked out bar
Well, I can't really forgive myself
If I don't know what I'm sorry about
My friends keep overcompensating for
Not knowing if there's a fucking point anymore