The Mint

So youre still on his list
Cutting through the line
Call me from The Mint
Tell me how the show was
Does he really love you?
Then its on with your plans
Hanging at the bar
Drinking with the band
Talking to the drummer
Do you ever wonder, better than that?
Now youre out in front of my house
Honey come inside
And youre laying out on my couch
Drinking whiskey, lying
Our blood keep beating the turning of the season
Well you say youre loving me now
Then you change your mind
Decide
He was cool, you were young
Now youre old
No but old enough
I know youve got a history
But tell me what does that mean?
And I hate that he lives
Just a couple miles
From where youre moving in
I never liked his songs much
I think hes got some dumb ones
Now youre out in front of my house
Honey come inside
And youre laying out on my couch
Drinking whiskey, lying
Our blood keep beating the turning of the season
Well you say youre loving me now
Then you change your mind
Decide
Now youre out in front of my house
Honey come inside
And youre laying out on my couch
Drinking whiskey, lying
Our blood keep beating the turning of the season
Well you say youre loving me now
Then you change your mind
Decide*n