Cottonmouth
Abigail, I'm sorry
I never meant to kick your mouth
I was afraid, I didn't want to hear
Those words come out
We agreed it was nothing
I thought we agreed
We would never get attached
Now here we are tied at the head
Wasn't it you who said
Love was useless?
Wasn't it you said
Love was like driving south?
We start out thirsty
And wind up with Cottonmouth
Abigail, knows Birmingham like
The back of a handsome man
All curves leading nowhere
Because they can
When she gets bored sometimes
She'll follow them around for a while
And try to believe they're
Heading somewhere new
She says \ " wasn't it you who said
Love was useless? \ "
Wasn't it you said
\ "Love was like driving south? \"
We start out thirsty
And wind up with cottonmouth
Abigail, I was thirsty
I could've sworn
You were a cup of water
You poured out your heart
I drank it
Now I'm just feeling sick
The scenery keeps changing
But the same sad plot keeps repeating
And I always wind up leaving you
But wasn't it you
Who said love was useless?
Wasn't it you, who said
Love was useless?
I think it might have been me
Who said love was like driving south
We start out thirsty, Abigail
We always start out thirsty
Yeah, we start out thirsty
And wind up with cottonmouth
Abigail, I'm sorry
Boca seca
Abigail, lo siento
Nunca quise patearte la boca
Tenía miedo, no quería escuchar
Esas palabras salir
Acordamos que no era nada
Pensé que acordamos
Que nunca nos apegaríamos
Ahora estamos atados de cabeza
¿No fuiste tú quien dijo
Que el amor era inútil?
¿No fuiste tú quien dijo
Que el amor era como conducir al sur?
Comenzamos sedientos
Y terminamos con boca seca
Abigail, conoce Birmingham como
La palma de una mano apuesta
Todas las curvas no llevan a ninguna parte
Porque pueden
Cuando se aburre a veces
Los sigue por un rato
Y trata de creer que
Se dirigen a algún lugar nuevo
Ella dice "¿no fuiste tú quien dijo
Que el amor era inútil?"
¿No fuiste tú quien dijo
"El amor era como conducir al sur?"
Comenzamos sedientos
Y terminamos con boca seca
Abigail, tenía sed
Podría haber jurado
Que eras un vaso de agua
Vertiste tu corazón
Lo bebí
Ahora me siento mal
El paisaje sigue cambiando
Pero la misma triste trama se repite
Y siempre termino dejándote
Pero ¿no fuiste tú
Quien dijo que el amor era inútil?
¿No fuiste tú quien dijo
Que el amor era inútil?
Creo que podría haber sido yo
Quien dijo que el amor era como conducir al sur
Comenzamos sedientos, Abigail
Siempre comenzamos sedientos
Sí, comenzamos sedientos
Y terminamos con boca seca
Abigail, lo siento