lunes, 19 de marzo de 2012

DRUNK

I wanna be drunk when I wake up,
On the right side of the wrong bed.
And never an excuse I made up.
Tell you the truth I what didn't kill me,
It never made me stronger at all.
Love will scar your make up.
Lips sticks to me, so now, I maybe lean back there.
I'm sat here wishing I was sober
I know I'll never hold you like I used to.


But a house gets cold when you cut the heating
Without you to hold I?ll be freezing
Can't rely on my heart to beat in
Because you take parts of it every evening
Take words out of my mouth just from breathing
Replace with phrases like? when you leaving me?


Should I? Should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again, I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love

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