I wanna be drunk when I wake up
On the right side of the wrong bed
And never an excuse I made up
Tell 你 the truth I hate
What didn't kill me
It never made me stronger at all.
Love will scar your make-up lip sticks to me
So now I'll maybe lean back there
I'm sat here wishing I was sober
I know I'll never hold 你 like I used to.

But our house gets cold when 你 cut the heating
Without 你 to hold I'll be freezing
Can't rely on my 心 to beat in
'Cause 你 take parts of it every evening
Take words out of my mouth just from breathing
Replace with phrases like when you're leaving me.

Should I, should I?
Maybe...