His black bottle in my right hand
No regrets
I want some chaos a filthy mess
No control
I -can- see-you've- fa-llen -for- me
(chorus)
Give --it all. - give it all l you've got
We can go all night
Give-- it all. - give it all l you've got
Nothing feels so right
This dark corner way in the back
No restraint
A hundred bottles, i gotta drink
Ten more rounds