Lovers in orbit
Launched into space
It was real though
Wasn't it?
Stop mocking me, please
Show some etiquette
All the things I bended on
Really took a toll on me
Did you forget?
Now who do I talk to, baby?
Who do you love more than me?
Who, I don't know if I should've come over
What will I do now, when my heart gets sober?
Heart drenched in wine
Wrapped under my skin
If it was real, why break
So easily
Who do I turn to, baby?
Who could you love more than me?
Who, I don't know if I should've come over
What do I do now, when my heart gets sober?
Bullets on parade
Shards of broken glass
Open wounds that I fill up with
Champagne and all that jazz
A glittered joy in lovers
That may come and go and pass
Oh, it'll never fill the void you left in me
That's a fact
Now who do I turn to, baby?
Who put that spell on your love?
I don't wanna feel
Don't want you to hold her, no
Said who do I turn to, baby?
Real love is hard to come by
I don't wanna feel, no
I'd rather drown it all than try
Do what I can do to keep my heart
From being sober