Been drunk so long, like almost out of spite We've been rough housing tonight, and I fell under the knife
Hey, I feel like talking again, but the room is circling like some kinda ride I stayed out until morning again, and I get to wondering as to why
Yeah with your dirt blonde hair, you can't fight fair What do I do? You and your dead blank stare, I still play the fool with way too much to lose
Yeah sometimes we take pictures, they just don't turn out right But I still can see the shape of you, up against that campfire light
Oh, I want to go back to that night, I wanna go back there with you And I can't tell if nothing's changed, if it's the same, I hear your name, I look for you
I hear your name and I stand up I don't care if I fall again Yeah ‘cause I got so much life to live, I don't care how many times I trip Or bruises, cuts, or busted lips, its loser's cup give me a sip
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