Poor Souls (Demo)

Lyrics

Long night. Last call Bloodshot eyes from some drinks too tall I breathe in deep and I swear to god I'll die If I go home alone tonight I raise my head slow Hoping to find a girl I don't know But wouldn't mind showing a good time to Feeling alright with Doing something we might regret In the morning You, in the cardigan – You're tired of all your friends You, with your hair pulled back just right – You're bored with all your friends I want to be with you tonight With our legs crossed, our tongues tied Now which one of you poor souls Wants to drive me home?