In my
head you live another life
Where you * all my friends and wish
someone else could've been your wife
I love you, I love you I'm sorry, I'm sorry
For letting it get the best of me again I'm too emotional I guess
When I look at that body I'm not dressed to nobody
I imagine you in a corner booth getting way too cozy
In my head you got touchy At the holiday party
In that charcoal suit that I like on you
In my imagination She's there with her
eyes so starry holding your coffees
In my imagination I'm another victim of the holiday party
What a way to go and ruin the night
I'm back at it again questioning my belief in the good guy
I love you, I love you I'm sorry,
I'm sorry For letting it get the best of me again
I love you, I love you
At the holiday
party In
that
charcoal suit that I like on you
You are unrealistic so weirdly specific just tell me it isn't
When I look at that body I'm not dressed to nobody
I imagine you in a corner booth getting way too cozy
In my head you got touchy At the holiday party
In my imagination
She's there with her eyes so starry holding
I'm another victim
of the holiday party