Strawberry Wine

I'm not being hyperbolic It's the thought of you unpolished I can't wait to say I called it When it's all said and done you will destroy me And I will ask for more, like I did before Strawberry wine is sticky on my car seats Sticky on my feet Smoking in a parkin lot Can't you tell I'v had enough My frowns are very prominent I'm slurring all my words and I'm fucking up my homonyms There's a burning in my chest and there's smoke with every breath, It's making me upset I'm not being hyperbolic It's the thought of you unpolished I can't wait to say I called it When it's all said and done you will destroy me And I will ask for more, like I did before Like I did before Like I did before Like I did before Like I did before Like I did before Like I did before Like I did before