I wanna be drunk when I wake up,
On the right side of the wrong bed,
And every excuse I made up,
Tell you the truth I hate.
What didn't kill me, it never made me stronger at all.
So now I'll maybe lean back there.
I'm sat here, wishing I was sober,
I know i'll never hold you like I used to. I wanna hold your heart in both hands,
Now I'll watch you fizzle at the bottom of a coke can,
And i've got no plans for the weekend,
So should we speak then? Keep it between friends?
Though I know you'll never love me, like you used to. Maybe I'll get drunk, again...
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