Depends

Well, I guess it all depends, undergarments (X2)

Step back into life
No more soiled nights alone
But I guess I don't have a care
Because there's not a load in my underwear

I'm sick of offending everyone I meet
I'm sick of crying myself to sleep on rubber sheets
I had an accident today
I left a soil on a bus seat, I didn't know what to say

But, I guess it all depends, undergarments
Well, I guess it all depends, undergarments