When I’m laying on the floor and I’m speaking from the truth in my heart, but from a confused and dizzy mind. Will you be there?
When I’m pouring my inside out and staring down to the ground. Will you have clear vision to support me?
I’m so drunk, drunk on your love. It’s making me feel sick. Intoxicated to the heavens. You’ll give me a hangover if you say it’s over.