A faltering voice
A low melody
A simple choice
A face of glee
The days drag on
The nights too quick
And the mornings left
For us to feel sick
Because we drank too much
And rolled off the couch
Onto the floor where
I kissed your mouth
And I couldn't find
Your ear through the hair
To tell you a secret
So I'll just stare
At your eyes
And wonder if we're
Just too drunk
To even really care
About tomorrow and
What it brings
Or even think
About the awkward things
We'll say to one another
When were around your friends
Or the silence
I wont make amends
If a word slips out
Or if I play you this song
If I just cant take it
And ask you to sing along.
Whoa Oh Oh