You better believe it
What I said
What you said
Remember
I promised
You better hold on
To me
When I'm crying
When you're crying
I'll hold you in my arms
I can't explain myself
You can't explain yourself
Should we touch mouths
Should we be beside ourselves
Let this moment speak for itself
Hold onto that breath
Let it out
Let it out
Let it out
It's the joy of writing break up letters
Your mouth is sick and your heart is dry
Three bottles later I'm standing on your doorstep
Your buzzer's broken and so am I
I'd be bulletproof if no one could see me
Invincible invisible we could always pretend
I'm gonna leave your brownstone city
I broke your window and I'd do it again