I like you best when you're blurry And your speech is slurry And you can love me in the crowd When all my words are fully drowned And as we cross each other out And write it all down It's the night of the crystal man Standing in the door With the ball in your hands And I prefer to see you this way With your edges fading A little softer to the punch Almost enough to feel like love And I love when you stay Way too drunk to budge A little rocky to the touch Almost enough to lose your tongue And it's the safest state Nothing sharp enough to grate And as you open up your mouth I've no idea what comes out And I like it this way Nothing hard enough to break And as the room gets smaller I think I make you taller And as it's getting late And the whiskey waves Fading down to doubt I can't help but read your mouth