They say loneliness can be cured with a drink or two,
But I know that’s not true,
Because look, drinking hasn’t taken it away from me,
But I keep trying here.
If the bottle runs out, give me another,
Because I want to forget about him and his damn mouth,
And play me the song that talks about how to heal the heart after someone almost kills it.
I hope I don’t end up today outside his house.
Because I called him,
And I would swallow my pride even though he was so cruel.
I don’t know if I’ll forget you;
Maybe on another planet, I’ll succeed, maybe.
And it’s true that he messed up and doesn’t deserve my forgiveness,
But how the hell do I get the memories out of my heart?
I don’t want to forgive you; I don’t want to know about you,
But I can’t help but think if you still think of me.
Not even alcohol can erase the taste left by your kisses.
And I called him,
And I would swallow my pride even though he was so cruel.
I don’t know if I’ll forget you;
Maybe on another planet, I’ll succeed, maybe.
And it’s true that he messed up and doesn’t deserve my forgiveness,
But how the hell do I get the memories out of my heart?