worst of me

Valentine’s day, got a table for two,

Your black dress, me in my best suit,

Two weeks since the last fight

I hope we last the whole night

Glass of champagne, maybe one or two

I say something that I didn’t mean to

Drive home, tears in your eyes

We didn’t even talk the whole ride

Leave it up to me to make a good thing bad

Picket white fences but I paint them black

You know that I really could be better than that

But in the moment, I…

I let it get to me

I let it get to me

All of these feelings that I’m dealing with

I’m sorry that they always get the best of me

I let it get to me

I let it mess with me

All of these feelings that I’m dealing with

I’m sorry that you always get the worst of me

Valentine’s day, must be something good

Smiles and kisses just like we should

But little do you know I’m in a bad mood

I shouldn’t ever take it out on you

But when I’m caught up in the moment,

Yeah, I pick a fight

Yeah, then I gotta make you out to be the bad guy

But winning this is useless if everybody loses

Leave it up to me to make a good thing bad

Picket white fences but I paint them black

You know that I really could be better than that

But in the moment, I…

I let it get to me

I let it get to me

All of these feelings that I’m dealing with

I’m sorry that they always get the best of me

I let it get to me

I let it mess with me

All of these feelings that I’m dealing with

I’m sorry that you always get the worst of me

I’m sorry, yeah, I’m sorry baby

I’m sorry, can you come back, yeah yeah

Is it too late, is it too late