I Got Drunk - Miya Folick

Guess I’ll write you a love song

'Cause I got drunk and told you how I really feel about you

Not supposed to, just two weeks

But I was drunk and overwhelmed by how I feel about you

How’m I supposed to hold in

Words need saying

Cool never looked good on me

Guess you’d find out anyway

I shouted across the table

But it was rowdy, we were wasted I’m not sure you could hear

I guess I’ll write you a letter

And I can tell you how I fade into the floor when you’re near

How’m I supposed to hold in

Words need saying

Cool never looked good on me

Guess you’d find out anyway

How’m I supposed to get through

What I try when

I say it and it ricochets

Isn’t is obvious to you, to you?

Isn’t is obvious to you that I want you?

Isn’t is obvious to you?

I want you!

Isn’t is obvious to you, to you, to???