[Verse 1] We were sweat-drunk, tangled in bedsheets, out of breath, out of minds, out of time. Not-watchin’ Netflix on repeat I laughed till I cried ‘cause you were mine. Window wide open; the night leaning in, we heckled the stars for a sign; marriage-or-death kinds of bargains, forever swallowed like wine. [Pre-Chorus] God, we were kids with apocalypse hearts, Writing vows in the steam on your car. [Chorus] What the hell did we know? We carved our stupid names in the oak. We swore we’d outrun every disaster; Man, I wish we were better forecasters. Turned forever to a punchline, a dare; grew older but still gasping for air. That night was a prayer no one could answer fireworks, smoke, and the rent due after. God, we were dumb… and I miss it so much. [Verse 2] Now love is polite; timers and dishes, soft smiles rehearsed to behave. Nothing burns like that fevered religion, that holy mistake by your place. Grown and without my own white knight; truth tastes like iron on lips. Forever worked best with no foresight a sacrament savage and bliss. [Pre-Chorus] Sweet lies still slick my lips when I’m close; my holy overdose. [Chorus] What the hell did we know? We drank each other till we were soaked. We swore we’d outrun every disaster; Man, I wish we were better forecasters. Turned forever to a punchline, a dare; grew older but still gasping for air. That night was a prayer nobody could answer; fireworks, smoke, and the rent due after. God, we were dumb… and I miss it so much. [Bridge or Refrain] Meant it, meant it! You ruined me gently! Your whisper, your touch; oh, that’s what sent me! Laid in the grass and promised the sky; always-forever cherish that lie. Sand in my toes, your hand in mine; We thought we had nothin’ but time Naked, laughing, out-of-tune choir, we crowned the night and fed the fire. [Final Chorus – half-time, then full blast] What the hell did we know? Kissed like we were on death row We swore we’d outrun every disaster; Man, I wish we were better forecasters. Turned forever to a punchline, a dare; grew older but still gasping for air. That night’s still a prayer I can’t forget; echoes, ash, and unpaid debts. God, we were dumb… but I’d do it again. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ © 2025 The Badfatler All rights reserved.
