Don't say those words
You'll take them back
He's out the door
You take him back
What's the point in that
You're out for love
But this ain't that
What's the point in that
You think you're happy
But I know you're fucking sad
Way too many people in my living room
She can really push my buttons Ima give it to her
I don't think its good for his health
He's been talking all that shit
I got liquor on my breath and a pistol on my hip
I've been running from myself like my feelings don't exist
But you're pretty in the snow and I've never had a kiss like this
I'm so fucking happy
Im happy
