She spots me across a crowded bar and begs:
«Hey you! Where you going now?
I think it’s time for bed.»
We drink more beer, have a vodka shot and she says: «I could really see myself lying naked on your legs.»
But.
How come you always say those things when you’re drunk?
I know that you won’t like me when tomorrow comes.
It’s over, you’re sober. I never thought it would end that way.
Drink that beer to keep you here.
Now we’re making out in her house and we’re pissed.
How could I ever give up on an opportunity like this?
I’m siting on her bed staring at her thighs.
She sips her drink softly and says:
«Sit back… enjoy the ride.»
But.
How come you always say those things when you’re drunk?
I know that you won’t like me when tomorrow comes.
It’s over, you’re sober. I never thought it would end that way.
Drink that beer to keep you here.
She spots me across a crowded bar and said:
«Hey you! Where you going now? I think it’s time for bed.»
We drink more beer, have a vodka shot and she says:
«I’ll be there for you.»
It’s over, you’re sober. I never thought it would end that way.
Drink that beer to keep you here.
Drink that beer to keep you here.
Now that it’s over.
