Intoxicated

Intoxicated, it’s overrated. Throwing pennies at the well, wishing you could ever tell just how I feel. Evaporated, I’ve always hated when we leave it up to fate, but my timing’s always late. This time I’ll write your name once more. This time I’ll remember. Let’s seize the day, take a chance, a leap of faith. It may just go our way and I’ll see you yesterday. Tell me what you think about the hopeless romantics, just waiting for someone to come around while living upside down. I’ll be fine. I’ll get mine, but regrets eat us alive. Don’t refuse, win or lose, make mistakes it’s what we choose. But who knows for what’s in store until we go knock at the door