It's the smoky haze you're in
Lime twist in your gin
Let's break each other that could be a thing
Sweating out everything you are keeping in
Talk forever cheap, over whiskey neat
Broken parts of you becoming parts of me
Warm nights with fairy lights glowing in the spring
I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything
It's the grinding of the teeth
All the little fights
Codependency never out of sight
Roll with the punches on the slow decline
Life and love and hell, god and sex and death
A myriad of things to kill us in the end
Shallow, imperfect but we can't pretend
Swallowed with a grain of salt and shot of pride
Take another drink and let them know you're fine
Swept under the rug every single time
Every part of us another thing to hide
Watch the clock until the death knock
Counting off the second hands ticking love and loss
Plucking petals from the flowers
He loves me, loves me, loves me not
I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything
Can you feel the storms in the walls
The shakes in the floors
The hounds at the doors
Can you feel the storms in the walls
The shakes in the floors
The hounds at the doors
I swear that we've been here
Time and time before
I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything I love