tomorrow tonight - Loote

I’m feeling foolish just because

You’ve been fooling with someone

Who isn’t who they used to be

Someone who isn’t me

Who’s bad idea was this anyway?

Said that we needed space, we just got closer

Late at night, missing the little things

Something as simple as, «Baby, come over»

But I can’t forget the way you taste

So I pour another shot

And I pretend that it’s your lips

Chase you down, another round

Until I taste your whiskey kiss

When you’re up at 2 AM

You know that I’ll be up in 5

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

I’m feeling foolish thinking 'bout

All the nights that you go out

And the reason I can’t do the same

I’m scared I’ll call someone your name

Who’s bad idea was this

Trying to fix something that wasn’t broken?

Late at night, missing the little things

Something as simple as, «Baby, come hold me»

But I can’t forget the way you taste

So I pour another shot

And I pretend that it’s your lips

Chase you down, another round

Until I taste your whiskey kiss

When you’re up at 2 AM

You know that I’ll be up in 5

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

Your tomorrow, your tomorrow

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

So I pour another shot

And I pretend that it’s your lips

Chase you down, another round

Until I taste your whiskey kiss

When you’re up and you can’t sleep

Because you’re still thinking of me

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

So I pour another shot

And I pretend that it’s your lips

Chase you down, another round

Until I taste your whiskey kiss

When you’re up at 2 AM

You know that I’ll be up in 5

Let me be your tomorrow tonight

Let me be your tomorrow tonight