Intoxicated I Love You

st FRET Verse: And here I thought we would just be talking   Little did I know   We’d be taking chances in the closet.   Pre-Chorus You get a little drunk and you let a little loose.   I might as well shut my mouth and have a couple drinks too.   You push me up against the wall and I can feel your hips and the   bittersweet movement of our lips.   You whisper to me   "I want you to be my first one and I want your first one to be me."   We better find a room as we stumble down the stairs.   And everybody knows but we know nobody cares.   You shorten my breath and you lay down on the floor.   I remember everything but I forgot to lock the door.     And you my dear are so sincere   with the way you’re breathing.   And your eyes are bright my chest is tight.   We both know this isn’t right this isn’t right.   Pre-Chorus We stumble through the door and you’re holding my hand   and all of our friends won’t let us live it down.   And I was so proud to finally be a man   but little did I know that this was nothing   but a one night staaaaand ooooh.     And you my dear are so sincere   with the way you’re breathing.     And your eyes are bright my chest is tight.   We both know this isn’t right this isn’t right.   OUTRO: Now you’re screaming   "I don’t love you and I never did.   You’re just a number in my pocket   so get the hell over it."   Screaming "I don’t love you and I never did.   You’re just a number in my pocket   so get the hell over it."   Screaming "I don’t love you and I never did.   You’re just a number in my pocket   so get the hell over it."   Screaming "I don’t love you and I never did.   You’re just a number in my pocket   so get the hell over it."   Screaming "I don’t love you and I never did.   You’re just a number in my pocket   so get the hell over it."   Screaming "I don’t love you and I never did.   You’re just a number in my pocket   so get the hell over it."                 So get the hell over it.