i’ll surrender up my heart, and swap it for yours. i’m out of touch, i’m out of love, i’ll pick you up when you’re getting down, and out of all these things i’ve done, i think i love you better now.

i wanna be drunk when i wake up on the right side of the wrong bed, and never an excuse i made up, tell you the truth i hate what didn’t kill me, it never made me strong at all. love will scare 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 you like i used to.