It’s always a sad story

wake me up when the story is over
I don’t need no happy ending
just make sure I’m sober
just lookin at that alcohol has my stomach in knots
say yes to another drink when I know I cannot
handle any more poison
your words are venom in my thoughts
everytime we argue I tell you what you did
and you always say you forgot
but your sorry and you’ll never do it again
until the very next week when you hang up on me again
back at one it’s like brian mcknight on repeat
and when we meet up you leave the car
have me chasing you down the street
and then I’ll say anything to have you back in your seat
I never cared about winning I just wanted you even if I had to admit defeat
and if I knew you would hold everything against me and keep score
I would have never pulled you back and kissed you outside your door