Crashed outside the bar in a compromised position
Shouting “fuck you!” to anyone who was willing to listen
Wearing a borrowed dress and everything you ate that day
Wondering how the hell you ended up this way
It wasn’t time that made your face so old
It wasn’t time that turned your heart so cold
It wasn’t time built that bitch in the mirror
That you don’t even know
It was whisky and regrets
Rage and cigarettes
Brick by brick you built these walls of bad decisions
One by one you built them up until the walls became your prison
You were a beauty once, but only on the outside
Couldn’t hide the inside, no matter how you tried
CHORUS
© 2014 Born Too Late Music (SESAC)
