Sometimes you can't take back what you just said
Sometimes you can't take back what you just did
Lipstick stains my dirty laundry
I know, I know, I know
You put your foot down
Start the countdown
Lie still in the morning glow
Yellows and golds of a Van Gogh (lie still)
'Cause when you wake up
There's no chance we'll make up
I'm always the bad news breaker
Sometimes you can't make up with a bouquet
Sometimes you can't take back what you don't say
Floorboards creak, my footsteps confess
One more, one more, one more
Another red dress
Was a hot mess