| Open my eyes, hung over around somewhere quarter to four
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| The only reason I did ‘cause I heard you knocking at my door
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| And oh, I would like you to know that
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| Not every moment so picture perfect or Kodak
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| Trying to be the new me, get rid of the throwback
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| You probably heard this before
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| Get ready for the night, think it was ‘round quarter to ten
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| The only reason I’m going out ‘cause I heard you was back again
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| And oh, I would like you to realize
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| I feel the same pressure and I know what it feel like
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| When people ask me when I’m joining the real life
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| And I don’t know what to say to them
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| We all make mistakes, I’m trying to catch a break
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| Putting the past away
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| It’s better late than never to get together
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| Whether or not I want to
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| Everything seemed alright tonight when I first hit the strip
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| But things start to change right away upon the first sip
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| Your return bittersweet, misery loves company
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| And it loves me, no romance or hold hands
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| I’m no fan of the same damn drama
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| Please change the program and say what you wanna
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| I tried to play the background but I’m a front runner
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| Comma, something stopped me in the middle of my sentence
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| Dropped all my worries, never picked ‘em up
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| Till now, my glass half empty but it filled out
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| But one shot of you and it spills out
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| What’s the problem? |
| I’m trying to figure it out, it’s out my hands now
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| Everyone says I’ve been doing it wrong
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| Should follow the crowd and move it along
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| Take another drag and flick it away
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| Worry about tomorrow, I’m here today
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| I’m here today, I’ve made mistakes and I’m running late
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| I’ve made mistakes and I’m here today and I’m running late |