She´s got a voice, like June Carter cash
And her hair, is a punk rock disaster
And she doesn´t mind that mine is even worse
She´s got smile, that drives me insane

And her eyes, could stop a moving train
And she says It´s fucking charming how much I curse

And I can´t remember much before she waltzed into my life

And put red wine in my 7up
We get so drunk that we can´t stand up
You spun around and I think you threw up
All over the ground

She likes my breath after I´ve been drinkin
And when she asks, me what I´m thinkin
She doesn´t get pissed when I say nothing at all
Sometimes we stay on the couch all day
Watching the office or Stand up comedy
And she always presses pause when I get phone calls

And when I asked her if she loves me she said Hell No your the worst

And put red wine in my 7up
We get so drunk that we can´t stand up
You spun around and I think you threw up
All over the ground
I lost my mind but you made yours up
I self imploded but you wouldn´t give up
Second chances till I finally grew up
When you came around
I was lost and found

Trying to make it through the best way that I could
Trying to find someone to listen no one would
Now you make me feel so normal I´m all good