YOU - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I've got an old casette in my Chevy with you

Ready to have regrets, I make mistakes around you

It's true, it's true, I have no fear with you

We fall apart fast, clothes never really last

Tequila on an empty stomach, you look so good in black

It's true, it's true, I hate when I'm away from you

Bless me with your eyes, smiles light up the night

While we listen to Cobain, we watch the sunrise

It's true, with you, I can't feel pain when I'm with you

So sick of trying things that end up overrated

I'm sick of everything when heavily sedated

It's true, it's true, but I don't get sick of you

So, let's move 'til we ain't got nothing left

And let's drink 'til we ain't got no regrets

It's you, it's always been you

I'm dead inside, but not with you