Wine Drunk
Five o'clock on the weekend
Last week, fell asleep in the deep end
I need you to believe that
I miss you
I miss you
Baby
These nights that I write you
These words that I'm too scared to send to
Your place in Chicago with the nice view
I miss you
I miss you
Now I'm wine drunk and dancing
Swaying to your rhythm
Trying to forget those days we had
I was young, dumb, and jaded
Thought love was overrated
Now I wish you'd give me one more chance
Give me one more
Wine drunk in my head
Ill treat you like an angel
On the floor, we play these games
But I still feel the pain
Nobody should have to be this strong
I put my feelings right into this song
Fucked up
I miss you
Drinking without you
Laying on the floor can we rewind
To the shows we were watching
The games we were playing
And the pictures that I painted in your room
I was young, dumb, and jaded
Upside down and faded
Let's go back and put our faith in love
I'm still young, dumb, and jaded
I guess loves not overrated
Feeling black and blue
Still holding onto you
Still holding onto you
Wine drunk and dancing
Swaying to your rhythm
Trying to forget those days we had
Fucked up
I miss you
Drinking without you
Lying on the floor can we rewind
Five o'clock on the weekend
Last week, fell asleep in the deep end
I need you would believe that
I miss you
I miss you
Five o'clock on the weekend
Still, sitting here in the deep end
I wish you would believe that
I miss you
I miss you
Last week, fell asleep in the deep end
I need you to believe that
I miss you
I miss you
Baby
These nights that I write you
These words that I'm too scared to send to
Your place in Chicago with the nice view
I miss you
I miss you
Now I'm wine drunk and dancing
Swaying to your rhythm
Trying to forget those days we had
I was young, dumb, and jaded
Thought love was overrated
Now I wish you'd give me one more chance
Give me one more
Wine drunk in my head
Ill treat you like an angel
On the floor, we play these games
But I still feel the pain
Nobody should have to be this strong
I put my feelings right into this song
Fucked up
I miss you
Drinking without you
Laying on the floor can we rewind
To the shows we were watching
The games we were playing
And the pictures that I painted in your room
I was young, dumb, and jaded
Upside down and faded
Let's go back and put our faith in love
I'm still young, dumb, and jaded
I guess loves not overrated
Feeling black and blue
Still holding onto you
Still holding onto you
Wine drunk and dancing
Swaying to your rhythm
Trying to forget those days we had
Fucked up
I miss you
Drinking without you
Lying on the floor can we rewind
Five o'clock on the weekend
Last week, fell asleep in the deep end
I need you would believe that
I miss you
I miss you
Five o'clock on the weekend
Still, sitting here in the deep end
I wish you would believe that
I miss you
I miss you
Credits
Writer(s): Henry Phipps
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