It's a simple progression, It soundtracks my obsession
And I threw up all my whiskey and you threw up all your wine
And I thought about the day I could make you mine
When we go out drinking, you're always first the fall
Now me? I'm always thinking, so I'm always the first to fall for someone
And I'll admit that I'm slightly intoxicated
So I get slightly aggravated when you talk to someone that isn't me
But it's okay, you keep glancing over so I can see one day I'll make you mine
I hope that's you talking and not your wine
Throwing hearts around your room someones bound to get hurt
Put our hands over our eyes, who's got it now?
(Everything's a game to you and me and all our friends)