Give me a second
I need to get my story straight
My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the empire state
my lover she is waiting for me just across the bar
My seat’s been taken by some sunglasses
asking ‘bout a scar
and I know I gave it to you months ago
I know you’re trying to forget
but between the drinks and subtle things
the holes in my apologies
you know I’m trying hard to take it back
so if by the time the bar closes
and you feel like falling down
I’ll carry you home
