Near Miss

A sip of champagne On his eighteenth birthday They're acting adult Yet they don't know nothing A thousand people No one ever knew I talk so much I never even knew One drink, one game One sip, one flame If the music stops We could use another drink or two I never felt more confident with Noone but you To the room, feel the heat Pull me in, now we sing Now we dance, now we breathe My own senses feel so bleak I'm so drunk, you're so drunk I don't love you, wish I could But I never want to stop Wish I had the strength to move For a kiss, tender lips Glazed in vodka bitterness Simple clique Nanananana Damn near miss Nanananana Stories aren't stories If the ending isn't jarring Step aside the tipsy mind, I mean Just think one time There's her ring, there's her spouse There's her love, her reach, her vows There's her beauty by the glass Sipping down on shitty schnapps That's us living for the moment That's us dancing 'cause we're lonely A connection held by mixed perception I don't love you better, damn near miss Nanananana Damn near miss Nanananana