We crossed a couple lines
We did too much this time
Yeah a quarter after one
I thought i might become a statistic
(but i didn't)
'cause we let things get too out of hand
It always starts with nothing
Then it's zero to a hundred
It's a
Tattoo with a sharpie to
Bad news off a car key
I'm over doing shit with you
It's one drink at a dive bar to the
Back seat of a cop car, I'm
Always overdoing
Overdoing shit with you
(yeah, yeah)
You
(yeah, yeah)
It's not a two-way street
It's much more you than me
And i'm starting to dislike
Almost meeting jesus christ in the deep end
Every weekend
Tattoo with a sharpie to
Bad news off a car key
I'm over doing shit with you
It's one drink at a dive bar to the
Back seat of a cop car, I'm
Always overdoing
Overdoing shit with you
(yeah, yeah)
You
(yeah, yeah)
You
(yeah, yeah)
You
(yeah, yeah)
Got a table for one
In the back of the room
Put my headphones in
And stare at the menu
Oooooh