With a small set of face expressions I blew threw the week   Knowing when it was over probably I’d have to repeat   Every word I said to you before, only this time an apology for…      I’m not my biggest fan lately it’d really help me out    If you kissed me now so when I get drunk later I have something to think about      I don’t care what my window says; I’m going for a walk   Where the rain rushes down the street with melted sidewalk chalk   And the payphone sits rusted unused    And the posters in your bedroom are in view      I don’t really feel like talking just let me hole up in your house   And kiss me now so when I get drunk later I have something to think about      Ever since winter hit this town I’ve felt like such a mess   Soaked in dread over what will end this brief happiness      So I’m nervously biting my skin while I’m waiting for the panic to kick in   I’ll fix us both some sandwiches toasted with eggs and sprouts   But first kiss me now so when I get drunk later I have something to think about