I wanna be drunk when I wake up
On the right side of the wrong bed
And never an excuse I made up
Tell toi 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 toi like I used to.

But our house gets cold when toi cut the heating
Without toi to hold I'll be freezing
Can't rely on my cœur, coeur to beat in
'Cause toi 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...