Catfish And The Bottlemen - Harlot lyrics

I better get my head up Before she gets her legs up enough Do you recall my face? This is not the time This is not the place To be cheated on you But I'll do it anyway And I know I'll wake up To bottom of the bed, cough[?] Cause of she won't look the same to me The lights go down And then her hands go south She's too messed up She'll be dead, dried out[?] Better get my head set Before she gets her clothes wet Enough to say [?] the streets tonight This is not the time This is not the place To be getting the grips of you But I'll try it anyway And I know I'll wake up To bottom of the bed, cold looks And she won't look the same to me The lights go down And then her hands go south She's too messed up She'll be dead, dried out[?] (it's all we ever do)