Hey, my love
Buried you a month or two ago
I keep thinking that you're standing on my floor
That you're waiting there for me

Hey, my love
You've walked out a hundred times, how was I
Supposed to know this time that you wouldn't come
That you wouldn't come home

But four drinks I'm wasted
I can see you dancing, I can lay down next to you
At the foot of my bed
If I drink enough
I can taste your lipstick, I can lay down next to you
But it's all in my head
If I drink enough I swear that I will wake up next to you

When you left, you took my bestest friends away
And in this mess, I think I dug a thousand graves
Talia, I hope you're happy anyway

Talia, Talia, Talia, Talia
I hope you're happy anyway, happy anyway

But four drinks I'm wasted
I can see you dancing, I can lay down next to you
At the foot of my bed
If I drink enough
I can taste your lipstick, I can lay down next to you
But it's all in my head
If I drink enough I swear that I will wake up next to you