Sober II (Melodrama)

You asked if I was feelin' it

I'm psycho high

No, you won't remember in the morning

When I speak my mind

Lights are on and they've gone home

But who am I?

Oh, how fast the evening passes

Cleaning up the champagne glasses

We told you this was melodrama

Oh, how fast the evening passes

Cleaning up the champagne glasses

Our only wish is melodrama

Oh, how fast the evening passes

Cleaning up the champagne glasses

And the terror and the horror

When we wonder why we bother, whoa, whoa

And the terror and the horror

God, I wonder why we bother, whoa, whoa

All the glamour and the trauma

And the fuckin' melodrama, whoa, whoa

All the gunfights and the limelights

And the holy sick divine nights, whoa

They'll talk about us, all the lovers

How we kissed and killed each other, whoa

They'll talk about us, and discover

How we kissed and killed each other, whoa

We told you this was melodrama

You wanted something that we offered

We told you this was melodrama

You wanted something that we offered

We told you this was melodrama

You wanted something that we offered

We told you this was melodrama

You wanted something that we offered

We told you this was melodrama

We told you this was melodrama

We told you this was melodrama

We told you this was melodrama

We told you this was melodrama