The evidence speaks for itself
that i'm not okay
pass me another bottle so I can have
time away from everything
mouth off about our hell-forsaken world
and let the heated tension warm
us up under the stars
On a night like this I shouldn't
play with fate
In a matter of minutes the atmosphere
change and we washed
away
Safe but not innocent
when I'm six feet under I'll belong, a
lot better in my grave
that I made myself
If the sweetness keeps you here I'll use it to my advantage
I'm hardly worth your time, dear
and there's enough room for two
but I should've known better
because I'm always in over my head