Best Mistake - Seaway

Sunday morning, and I feel sorry about the pieces of me

That I left at your house

Down on luck, my mind was anxious and

You made me face it with your lips on my neck

And a taste from the bottle

I’ve got this funny feeling that you’ve got this funny feeling

As I watch you dance above me

Wait, you could be my best mistake

That I’ve just been dying to make

And when the fireworks faded

I can’t believe I ever contemplated

You’ve got me tired and tied up

You’re my best mistake

Monday morning, a lot less boring

When you trace over my tattoos with your finger

We got drunk and I felt stupid

But you helped me through it

Goddamn, you’re tearing me apart

I’ve got this funny feeling that you’ve got this funny feeling

As I watch you dance above me

Wait, you could be my best mistake

That I’ve just been dying to make

And when the fireworks faded

I can’t believe I ever contemplated

You’ve got me tired and tied up

You’re my best mistake

I’m not trying to get you off my chest

I’ll let delusion rest in my mind

I’m not trying to get you off my chest;

It’s where you lay best in my mind

You could be my best mistake

That I’ve just been dying to make

And when the fireworks faded

I can’t believe I ever contemplated

You’ve got me tired and tied up

You’re my best mistake

You’re my best mistake

And when the fireworks faded

I can’t believe I ever contemplated

You’ve got me tired and tied up

My best mistake

(You're my best mistake)