Letras
Maybe next year, maybe next year
You'll be kind enough to say that I was wrong
You were right, I'm sorry, love
All in all, all in all
It was screwed to say I dressed up all nicely
In front of cameras to hold you tight
So who the hell drinks alone out of spite?
Who will close these doors after this time?
Eight shots in and you claim you're just fine
But your shattered liver screams only reprisal
All in all, all in all
We watched it go in the grass through the stars
We watched the fireworks, I hoped for snow
Maybe next year, maybe next year
It'll be cold enough to hold hands out of love
For entitlement, it was rough
So who the hell drinks alone out of spite?
Who will close these doors after this time?
Eight shots in and you claim you're just fine
But your shattered liver screams only reprisal
So we'll throw you back down
To the place where you first sought for help
I don't care if you don't call everyone you know
Don't kill the messenger
She's trying to help the both of us
So who the hell drinks alone out of spite?
Who will close these doors after this time?
Eight shots in and you claim you're just fine
But your shattered liver screams only reprisal
Let's take a drive