worst of me

Valentines' Day
Got a table for two
Your black dress
Me in my best suit
Two weeks since the last fight
I hope we last the whole night

Glass of champagne
Maybe one or two
I say something that I didn't mean too
Drive home tears in your eyes
We didn't even talk the whole ride

Leave it up to me to make a good thing
Bad
Picket white fences
But I paint them black
You know that I really could be better than that
But in the moment I

I let it get to me
I let it get to me

All of these feelings that I'm dealing with
I'm sorry that they always get the best of me

I let it get to me
I let it mess with me
All of these feelings that I'm dealing with
I'm sorry that you always get the worst of me

Valentines' Day
Must be something good
Smiles and kisses just like we should
But little do you know I'm in a bad mood
I shouldn't ever take it out on you

But when I'm caught up in the moment
Yeah, I pick a fight
Yeah, then I gotta make you out to be the bad guy
But winning this is useless
If everybody loses

Leave it up to me to make a good thing
Bad
Picket white fences
But I paint them black
You know that I really could be better than that
But in the moment I

I let it get to me
I let it get to me

All of these feelings that I'm dealing with
I'm sorry that they always get the best of me

I let it get to me
I let it mess with me
All of these feelings that I'm dealing with
I'm sorry that you always get the worst of me

(I'm sorry, yeah)
(I'm sorry, babe)
(I'm sorry, can you come back?)

(Is it too late?)
(Is it too late?)