worst of me

Valentine's Day, got a table for two Your black dress, me in my best suit Two weeks since the last fight I hope we last the whole night Glass of champagne, maybe one or two I say something that I didn't mean to Drive home, tears in your eyes We didn't even talk the whole ride Leave it up to me to make a good thing bad Picket white fences, but I paint them black You know that I really could be better than that But in the moment, I- I let it get to me I let it get to me All of these feelings that I'm dealing with I'm sorry that they always get the best of me I let it get to me I let it mess with me All of these feelings that I'm dealing with I'm sorry that you always get the worst of me Valentine's Day, must be something good Smiles and kisses just like we should But little do you know I'm in a bad mood I shouldn't ever take it out on you But when I'm caught up in the moment Yeah, I pick a fight Yeah, then I gotta make you out to be the bad guy But winning this is useless If everybody loses Leave it up to me to make a good thing bad Picket white fences, but I paint them black You know that I really could be better than that But in the moment, I- I let it get to me (I let it get to me) I let it get to me (I let it get to me) All of these feelings that I'm dealing with I'm sorry that they always get the best of me I let it get to me (I let it get to me) I let it mess with me (I let it mess with me) All of these feelings that I'm dealing with I'm sorry that you always get the worst of me (I'm sorry, yeah) (I'm sorry, babe) (I'm sorry, can you come back?) (Is it too late?) (Is it too late?)