With a small set of face expressions I blew threw the week
Knowing when it was over probably I’d have to repeat
Every word I said to you before, only this time an apology for…

I’m not my biggest fan lately it’d really help me out
If you kissed me now so when I get drunk later I have something to think about

I don’t care what my window says; I’m going for a walk
Where the rain rushes down the street with melted sidewalk chalk
And the payphone sits rusted unused
And the posters in your bedroom are in view

I don’t really feel like talking just let me hole up in your house
And kiss me now so when I get drunk later I have something to think about

Ever since winter hit this town I’ve felt like such a mess
Soaked in dread over what will end this brief happiness

So I’m nervously biting my skin while I’m waiting for the panic to kick in
I’ll fix us both some sandwiches toasted with eggs and sprouts
But first kiss me now so when I get drunk later I have something to think about