You, you, you, you, you
You're all I can think about.
I can feel myself slowly getting drunk.
In love, for now.
I can feel my hands twitching for yours.
I can feel my lips aching for more.
My friends think I'm crazy
You're too good for me, they say.
But I know the truth.
You love me.
I love you____________________
You don't love me anymore.
I know the real truth now;
I'm too good for you.
My friends think I'm finally happy, but
I can feel my lips form their unnatural frown.
I can feel my fingers twitch for the phantom of yours.
I can feel myself getting drunk.
From a bottle, now.
You're still all I can think about.
You, you, you, you, you.
