You Better Watch Out

Late at night, sitting in a bar
It’s a miracle that I’ve come this far
I look up and meet your eyes
Hold your hand, and I think that it feels like a visionary
Coming around to me. This is all I wanna be
Then she called my name…
Back then it felt so great
Now I’m filled with hate
I can’t believe that I could be untrue
My stomach aches every time I think of you
It’s like everybody’s looking down at me
This is not what I wanna be