Handguns - Liquid Therapy lyrics
[Handguns - Liquid Therapy lyrics]
And your boyfriends home
Checking messages on his phone
I know you lie awake in the mess you make
I’m the patron saint of the betrayed and
You’re nothing but a fucking phase
You’ve always hung this over my head
So I’m giving it back
Placing this on your doorstep
We both knew this would come to an end
So let’s not pretend that we
Never saw it coming
Do you think of May? Or the Grand Mariner?
When we sat all day in a Summer haze
Sipping on shit champagne
You’ve always hung this over my head
So I’m giving it back
Placing this on your doorstep
We both knew this would come to an end
So let’s not pretend
Drinking down
Our problems cause we’re never gonna
Solve them now
So we’ll just keep drinking down
Cause our problems won’t solve themselves
Yeah, we’ll just keep drinking down
Everything we never talked about
Drown it out
A sip of deceit, a bottle of
Lies, a shot of the truth
Smoother than wine
Tequila and lime, glazed over eyes
Passed out at the wheel on
The drunkest of drives
A sip of deceit, a bottle of
Lies, a shot of the truth
Smoother than wine
Tequila and lime, glazed over eyes
Passed out at the wheel
Drinking down
Our problems cause we’re never gonna
Solve them now
So we’ll just keep drinking down
Cause our problems won’t solve themselves
Yeah, we’ll just keep drinking down
Everything we never talked about
Drown it out