Words spill out of my damaged lungs
And smoke comes your way

Your eyes are like sweet sweet gin mixed with being numb

If I wasnt this broken and drunk, I would've felt so dumb

But here you are and here I am.

Soaked in what can be done.

If you come closer I can dive into the moment and forget that I'm done.

Cause your eyes are like sweet sweet gin and I wanna be numb.