All last night we drank and fought
On this day all I want is one kind word

All last night we waltzed in hell
While listening to a song we wrote ourselves
Lifetime after lifetime with no peace

Pickin up the pieces of the bottle, pickin up the pieces of our lives
Pickin up the pieces of the puzzle made of broken glass in a heart shape
From you
I hide my deepest thoughts
From you
My heart can’t take the beating

All last night we drank and fought
On this day all I want is one kind word…
And a shot and a beer and we can start this bullshit all over again.

Now I’ve made my bed I’ll sleep in it.