Still thinking about your hands on my body
Denying all the bruises you left all over me
Would it make a difference if I take the blame?
Should I have been the one to say sorry?
My friends call me naive and dumb
But I think that love can make a fool of anyone
I learned my lesson more than once
So tell me why…
I get drunk on you
So I’m drunk enough to text you
I forget why I, 'get why I even left you
Need to sober up, sober
Lock me up in rehab
Lock me up in rhab
I get drunk on you
So I’m drunk enough to text you
I forgt why I, 'get why I even left you
Need to sober up, sober
Lock me up in rehab
Lock me up in rehab