So I got a little drunk and embarrassed myself

it's not the first time

thought something would happen, thought you were something else

that was a big lie

I never really ever meant to be taking everything so seriously

it's not the first time

and I should know better

but I guess I don't

I don't know a thing about you

besides the fact that I want to

don't leave me here without you

tried to make you miss me but you wouldn't oblige

so I said, "get out

yeah, get the fuck out"

the whiskey on my breath started to fall from my eyes

just like a rain cloud

yeah, I'm a dark cloud

I never really ever meant to be

presenting myself so desperately

it's not the first time

and I should know better

if I thought it'd make you stay

I would chop off both your legs

but knowing you you'd find a way to keep on leaving

well don't leave cause all I want is you to just pretend to feel it

or I guess I don't