Daydrinker - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

She's so sick of leaving every town she's called home

It's a fucked up feeling to be in love on your own

'Cause it works 'til it doesn't

And you come in and he's hiding his phone

Or he's out a party on Bacardis

Tryna flirt with Fiona

A night in her shoes

And you'd understand why

She's a day drinker, she's into tequila

Baileys and Aperol Spritzes and it's not even noon

She's wearing a Killstar t-shirt

Bring Me blaring through the speakers

And she don't need a reason to be out after dark

'Cause she's so hard now

And her heart got cold so fast

And shе's got her best friend

And shе got married in June

They only talk on the weekends now

But next week's a night out at 'Spoons

But her friend's expecting

And the wedding cost more than they thought

And the train's on strike

And her friend can't drive

So it's getting cancelled for sure

A night in her mind

And you'd realise why