| Torn to pieces with a bullhorn fight
|
| I think we’ll be alright
|
| Made amends, but we can’t pretend
|
| The stings aren’t gonna bite
|
| Coming around like a steamroller wheel
|
| We’ll be a little stronger when we can heal
|
| But that’s gonna take time
|
| Hungover on heartache
|
| Shot for shot, now we’re feeling it today
|
| Either way, things have to change
|
| And we’re tattooed with the words that won’t wash away
|
| Didn’t think I would feel this way
|
| But I get sick when you mention her name
|
| Wish I didn’t have to face you today
|
| Hungover on heartache
|
| A drunk mind always speak the truth
|
| But I’m sober now laying next to you
|
| The world outside is moving on
|
| How can they act like nothing’s wrong?
|
| Never knew how hard it could be
|
| Having you see the worst part of me
|
| But that’s gonna take time
|
| Hungover on heartache
|
| Shot for shot, now we’re feeling it today
|
| Either way, things have to change
|
| And we’re tattooed with the words that won’t wash away
|
| Didn’t think I would feel this way
|
| But I get sick when you mention her name
|
| Wish I didn’t have to face you today
|
| Hungover on heartache
|
| We opened the bottle
|
| Poured out the hurt and fears we kept away
|
| There’s no going back now
|
| We’re a wreck, but we can’t look away
|
| (I can see how you and me have gotten blown up)
|
| And that’s gonna take time
|
| Hungover on heartache
|
| Shot for shot, now we’re feeling it today
|
| Either way, things have to change
|
| And we’re tattooed with the words that won’t wash away
|
| Didn’t think I would feel this way
|
| But I get sick when you mention her name
|
| Wish I didn’t have to face you today
|
| Hungover on heartache
|
| Hungover on heartache
|
| Hungover on heartache |