French Wine Saturday Night Video (MV)

French Wine on a Saturday night
Is that really how this started?
Tracing the stars on the ceiling
With your head on a blood stained carpet

Still waiting on a roll call
Or an easier way out
Somebody told me to tell you
You just stand to break yourself down
Sincerely freaking out when you say that

My light buzz is light years away

Light years aren't a measure of time
You're just trying to be clever
I caught the pieces that you left behind
But you can't put them back together

I didn't try to hide it
But I might have tried to run
And I'm calling you by your legal name
And It's driving me insane

We really tried our best
To keep your head out of the river
But you only seem to swim

If you really try (if you really try)
If you really try (if you really try)
You could see

My light buzz is light years away

You're the bleach in my eyes
You're my peace of mind
You're the bleach in my eyes
You're my peace of mind