It's the calming before the storm Alcohol sits nicely in your stomach warm When you wake up hungover You wish you were sober.
I've danced with the devil And dreamed with the demons Fell asleep with debt Then fell short of breath When you wake up hungover You wish you were sober
Just be pretty but naïve Anything you hear is what you believe Let the rhyme get stuck in your head Wish you had undressed me in your head
It's the low before the high It's been so long you thought you would die When you wake up hungover You wish you were sober
And I'll be counting the days that the sun goes past With the clouds beneath my feet
Just be pretty but naïve Anything you hear is what you believe Let the rhyme get stuck in your head Wish you had undressed me in your bed
'Cuz we've been falling apart Built to crumble from the start I'm a cold metal machine And I'll do things you've never seen
Just be pretty but naïve Anything you hear is what you believe Let the rhyme get stuck in your head Wish you had undressed me in your
Just be pretty but naïve Anything you hear is what you believe Let the rhyme get stuck in your head Wish you had undressed me in your bed
'Cuz we've been falling apart Built to crumble from the start I'm a cold metal machine And I'll do things you've never seen
And what they don't tell you in church is Saints are sinners too.