I hope you don't remember well when night took over day
The sucker punch was hard and fast, it felt so preordained
I spent the weekend picking out the shards of my distress
But when they said you had to stay my god I was a mess
I hope you don't remember well when night took over day
The sucker punch was hard and fast, it felt so preordained
I spent the weekend picking out the shards of my distress
But when they said you had to stay my god I was a mess