How's hope feeling today?
Tired and sick of this place
Red wine is fast
At the lip of your glass
Saying I'm gonna ruin
Everything
Everything
So it's better my sweet
That we hover like bees
Cause there's no sure footing
No love I believe
How's hope feeling today?
Tired and sick of this place
Red wine is fast
At the lip of your glass
Saying I'm gonna ruin
Everything
Everything
So it's better my sweet
That we hover like bees
Cause there's no sure footing
No love I believe