Drunk you says I'm the prettiest girl in the world And you've never seen anything like it Drunk you says I'm a fool for chasing my silly dreams All the way down the bad street Drunk you says we should get out of L.A. If the desert you escape is with your cliches And drunk you says that you'll seek out all the hussle That nobody's left here talking about our thrustle And why not? Drunk you won't say you love me on a Wednesday Drunk you doesn't know what you'll feel the next day But I know even drunk you can't pretend you don't care Drunk you wonders the streets, although you're tired And you've seen everybody through the window Drunk you stumbles in calling my name from the doorway And my name never sounded so sorrow Drunk you paints such a picture of a world I'll never see But I'm too naive to digest it Drunk you wants all the things you'll never try for When you're straight and too rational to justify your remorse Drunk you won't even call me when I'm crying Drunk you can't keep a straight face when you're lying But I know even drunk you can't pretend you don't care Drunk you won't even call me when I'm crying Drunk you can't keep a straight face when you're lying But I know even drunk you can't pretend you don't care