Mixing a lot of vodka with a little bit of sprite
It’s gonna be a scandalous night
She’s looking better and better by the minute
I’m feeling like she might be the perfect fit
All hail alcohol and bad decisions
The devil is about to complete his mission
Lord, please forgive me, I can’t help it
I know I should reconsider, I know I should quit
But I need something for the mistakes and pain
I need something strong enough to keep me from going insane
Ended things with her just to start things with her and her
Told her we should just friends since we’re not who we were
But honestly, most of our time together is a blur