Owen - Poor Souls Lyrics
Long night. Last call.Bloodshot eyes from some drinks too tall.Breathe in deep and I swear to god I'll die if I go home alone tonight.I raise my head slow hoping to find a girl I don't knowwho wouldn't mind showing a good time,to feeling alright with doing something we might regret in the morning.You in a cardigan, tired of all your friends.You, in love with the COCTEAU TWINS bored with your boyfriend.I want to be with you tonight, with our legs crossed, our tongues tied.Which one of you poor souls wants to drive me home?I swear to god I'll die if I go home alone tonight.