Just a little bit closer
Better know that I’m not sober
Don’t wanna be your second tool
You know what I mean
Why don’t you and I run away to spot
Where nobody controls fate
One more time to figure out
More than I expected oh lord
It’s about a crime
It’s about your second
Bubbles in my eyes
but have no mind to wash
It’s about a crime
It’s about your craving
Bottle’s on the ground
but you and I make love
Too many thoughts
Too many rounds in my head
Too many thoughts
Too many rounds in my head
But I don’t seem to cry
Just a little bit closer
Better know that I’m not sober
Here’s the letter but don’t read it out loud Mr. flirt
At least you know what I’m feeling
Remind me of something bout bad days
There’s a lot of things for us
to fix and let me out
Lover use to get turn around
Since you got my world alone
What if that’s a real you boy
Come close together now
One more time to figure out
More than I expected oh lord
Too many thoughts
Too many rounds in my head
Too many thoughts
Too many rounds in my head
But I don’t seem to cry
I told you over and over again
You’ll never know what it’s been like for me
Bloody love makes me feel alive
One more time to figure out
More than I expected oh lord
Too many thoughts
Too many rounds in my head
Too many thoughts
Too many rounds in my head
But I don’t seem to cry
