MTF Oliver Francis

[Verse 1]
I'm ’bout to pass out, down and out for the count
With my shoes on backwards, foot in my mouth
Woah
Woah
I can't spit it out, the words from my mouth
To this girl right here, what to say right now
I don't know
Here we go
Last night, had a drunk weekend
And the girl came through, we were more than friends
I thought so
I don’t know
I spit it out, "You're the one that I like"
She says, "Yeah, you were good but you're just not right for me
I'm sorry"
Yeah

[Chorus]
I wanna be more than friends
I'm sorry but I can't be there for you in that way
I wanna be more than friends
I'm sorry to break your heart

[Verse 2]
Front seat with a bottle of beam
And her mouth is gagged so you can't hear a scream
Oh no
Here we go
Accelerate, turn the headlights off
Take one more swig and the bottle’s gone
Oh no
Where’d it go?