作词 : Joseph Brennan-Hulme/James William Mycock/Jamie Sufi-Davies/Mark Collins/Matthew Birchall/Richard Dooley/Sarah Knight
作曲 : Joseph Brennan-Hulme/James William Mycock/Jamie Sufi-Davies/Mark Collins/Matthew Birchall/Richard Dooley/Sarah Knight
You've been
I think you've been

Pre-drinking, you're a little tipsy
Easy to see what you're thinking
I can read your lips, see they're telling me your history
Telling that you miss being somebody's mystery
Hungry for a kiss from a stranger
Maybe the danger will save you
Maybe the barman’s your saviour
Maybe he’ll take you
Maybe he’ll make you feel warm
Maybe he will make you cum
Maybe it's not worth the thought
And I’m just winding myself up
I'm better off turning off my phone
Leaving well alone, what’s done is done
But still somehow I can’t
I've had trouble from the start, when it came to matters of the heart
Love's been tearing us apart
Some days I’m good but most I’m dark

But tonight I’m feeling alright
So I’m gonna get myself dressed to the nines
Bathe myself in that city light
The dance floor's calling me
I'm not going home tonight
To that empty bed
So I’ll drink and fight 'til the streets run red
Try my best to forget, or at least get off my head

And if you think he's pretty fit and your girlfriends are into it
Why not let him drunk walk you home, share a ride, I mean he bought all your drinks
Whilst you sipped he made you laugh a little bit
You’re only human it's hard to resist
Oh so natural
Now that you got pissed with him, just to share a kiss with him
But I don’t wanna think about it
And I don't wanna doubt you but I don’t doubt it
Man I swear he’s cool
But I don't wanna know jack shit about it
I really could do without it
My imagination's got me on the ropes
I'm out for the count smokin' Joe's hopes were broke
By the dope left looking like a joke
Some days I’m good but most I can't cope

But tonight I’m feeling alright
So I’m gonna get myself dressed to the nines
Bathe myself in that city light
The dance floor's calling me
I'm not going home tonight
To that empty bed
So I’ll drink and fight 'til the streets run red
Try my best to forget, or at least get off my head

Do you ever think of me whilst you’re touching up with him?
Does it ever cross your mind who I’m with or where I’ve been?
Or am I so replaceable?
The game became so unplayable, my name unsayable, the pain's relatable
Just a victim of desire to a thirst so insatiable
I'm not as capable as you, at keeping my cool
I hide my weakness by playing the fool
But the joke's on me because I only wanna see you happy
Unfortunately that means letting you be
Means I don't get to see you sleep
I deserve no relief from these dreams
Is he everything you need?
Do you make a good team?
Can he make you scream?
Some days I’m crazy, brave and face that beast
But lately I’m just too weak

But tonight I’m feeling alright
So I’m gonna get myself dressed to the nines
Bathe myself in that city light
The dance floor's calling me
I'm not going home tonight
To that empty bed
So I’ll drink and fight til the streets run red
Try my best to forget
Or at least get off my head

I bet you've been
I bet you have been, drinking
I bet you've been
I bet you have been, pre-drinking