Wipe it off your sleeve Your superiority Don't roll your eyes my sweet We're just the same We all get desperate sometimes Feeling black and blue I know you'll find it hard To accept it sometimes We all feel black and we feel blue

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know me at all? You think that you can stand when I fall Domino, domino, domino all you want You're better off when we are apart I'm hanging on my own, my own I'm hanging out alone, alone I'm going out for

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

There's no end in sight Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes

You hold me You caught me without warning You hold me, you hold me See what we're made of So what are we afraid of? We pretend we're not falling But you can't keep your hands off of me Close enough to see right through me I don't know who you are

You're out of touch I'm out of time When you're not around But I'm out of my head Out of touch Out of time And soul really matters to me Out of touch Shake it up is all that we know

Welcome to the choir, sir It's not home And it's not Tara If fact do I know you Have I been here before This is a dream, right Did I come here on my own

And I know it's gonna hurt But darling I'll go first 'Cause we can't fix what's broken 'Cause I won't keep on saying those three empty words Those three empty words I'll pick you up at the same time At the same place, the same old drive We'll just talk

Bottoms up, bottoms up (up) Aye, what's in ya cup Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up Pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Throw yo hands up