Girlz who only like you after a few too many glasses of chardonnay
I like this girl, but she only likes me when she’s drunk.
If her heart was a car, you could only find me in the trunk.
And I know it’s a warning when she doesn’t feel the same way the next morning.
She builds me up then unintentionally tears me down, but she’s still the hottest girl around.
When she’s intoxicated, I feel jaded, it makes everything more complicated and, with all this time I’ve waited, emotions not faded, but still I’m feeling separated by the bottle, by the bottle!
I’m talking to her on a Saturday night, the words she’s saying just sound so right.
She reels me in like a fishing pole then it’s catch and release and I’m back in the hole!
I take out my phone and check the inbox, she says she likes my body and my large socks.
Next day when I tell her she’s pretty she changes the subject and makes me feel really… STUPID!