Ezra Bell
The 5-Year Binge
I heard how you cough in the morning
I’ve been through the trash in your car
I know how you wait in the closet all day
Just to get yourself back to the bar
Looking for hints from the waitress
Tapping your toes pretty hard
Now you’re alone honey, turn off your phone
In case anyone asks where ya are
Ohh!
I wanna take you somewhere and make you love me again
We’ll get a room where its hot and its humid
We’ll sweat and we’ll sink or we’ll swim
Maybe we’ll manage to undo the damage
You make over every inch
Maybe I’ll lie and just lay in your bed and cry
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, you win
Ohh!