It was a very normal night
I was attending a party
And I had many different drinks
Made from sweet fermented fruit
I convinced myself
Of certain little things
I convinced myself
That home is just the rent
Where the goodie kids repent
And the blu-tack posters infiltrate my
I fucking love you
I think you're pretty
I fucking love you
All of the time
I fucking love you
I think you're pretty
And I wanna make you mine
I remember the first time
That I got to kiss you sober
I remember the first time
As if it is right now
I was just myself
Maybe I was less
Now I have been both
And I'm convinced
That home is on a bus seat
Home can go without me
Home can reinvent itself today
I fucking love you
I think you're pretty
I fucking love you
All of the time
I fucking love you
I think you're pretty
And I wanna make you mine
Alright
Everybody's birthday
Signifies their first day
Going it alone in love (love, in love)
I fucking love you
I think you're pretty
I fucking love you
All of the time
I fucking love you
I think you're pretty
And I wanna make you mine
All Mine, All Mine.