Emerson Drive Follow

Some find their daemons in the bottom of the bottle in their hand
But in the morning they still wake up with the truth in their bed
Girl, you're like a drink, that burns going down
Hate what you do to me, but I need you right now

A tall glass of water might stop the pounding in my head
Or I could hide under the covers, and just sleep it off instead
If I had too much to drink, that's just what I'd do
But the problem is I'm sober
Trying to find a way to get over the pain
Of this love hangover

Some days are harder than the rest, like a habit I can't break
I should know better than to do this to myself, I always say
Cause you're no good for me, I know that much is true
When the morning comes, I'll still be loving you

A tall glass of water might stop the pounding in my head
Or I could hide under the covers, and just sleep it off instead
If I had too much to drink, that's just what I'd do
But the problem is I'm sober
Trying to find a way to get over the pain
Of this love hangover

A tall glass of water might stop the pounding in my head
Or I could hide under the covers, and just sleep it off instead
If I had too much to drink, that's just what I'd do
But the problem is I'm sober
Trying to find a way to get over the pain
Of this love hangover
Love hangover
Love hangover