I've been smoking in the bed I wonder if she's angry at me I wonder if it's getting to my head Cause I haven't felt anything I should've been listening instead Of drinking this bottle of red It seems like things are a mess It doesn't make any sense Nighttime whispers, I'm tryna let, tryna let them go Nighttime whispers, I'm tryna let, tryna let them go They're only words They're only words Well any day could fly on by And we can do it if we tried It seems like it's coming to an end, But what she said Lingers on in my mind But disappears by Friday night When I open this bottle of red And she's looking at me Then I fade away Nighttime whispers, I'm tryna let, tryna let them go Nighttime whispers, I'm tryna let, tryna let them go They're only words You think you've got me now? Why don't you turn around? Why don't you take a bow? You've got me yelling out, Why don't you stop it now? Why don't we talk this out? Seems like you're heading out, Looks like you're running south, Why don't you turn around? Seems to be only words They're only words They're only words They're only words They're only words