The flags were red
But I soaked 'em in bleach
I closed my eyes
As you were falling in love with me
What stable man spends his nights
At Rose Marie's
A place where friends alike
And alcoholics meet
Mmhmmm
Hopeless romantic thought I'd save some hope for you
Knew you were trouble
But the kind that I'm into
I'm indecisive you have vices
We end up blue
If you're jumping off the bridge then I am too
We got issues
You got yours & baby I got mine
I won't lie I'm gonna miss you
By the time you're sober I'll say "I'm alright"
All this one foot in foot out the door
Don't work for me and you no more
I think we were meant to meet
Not meant to be
We can't grow up
But damn we're getting old
When you love the cards
It makes 'em harder to fold
Hall of fame fighters
Stay for one more round
But not the same type ya' think
So put that bottle down
We got issues
You got yours & baby I got mine
I won't lie I'm gonna miss you
By the time you're sober I'll say "I'm alright"
All this one foot in foot out the door
Don't work for me and you no more
I think we were meant to meet
Not meant to be
Maybe in another life
I'll pass you in the grocery line
I'll change your heart
You'll change my mind
I'll gaze into your deep blue eyes
It's you...
It's always been you
We got issues
You got yours and baby I got mine
Dammit I miss you
You got sober & I'm doing alright
I think, we were meant to meet
Not meant to be
