Ode to the Scumbag

He yanked the comb he found through his knotted greasy hair Looking out the window with a long uneasy stare Maybe she had died, but he really didn't care You like uppers, I like downers (up, down) That's what governs our encounters (up, down) You like uppers, I like downers (up, down) We forget ourselves for hours (up, down) There really wasn't much to unpack (up, down, up, down) That's just what it's like to be a scumbag (up, down, down, down) The sheets are all full Of sweat stains I had another of Those dreams Of course she wasn't sleeping, she had wandered through the night Complaining on the corner that she didn't choose this life Driven by anger, just confused with who to fight You like uppers, I like downers (up, down) That's what governs our encounters (up, down) You like uppers, I like downers (up, down) We forget ourselves for hours (up, down) It really wasn't much to unpack (up, down, up, down) That's just what it's like to be a scumbag (up, down, down, down) I think I'm having Chest pains I had another of Those dreams It's getting hard To explain I don't know what This means