Sunday michelada's I'm crawling back right underneath the covers These guilty pleasures start to make me wonder If maybe we use liquor as a cover Monday's got me thinking How every conversation starts with drinking And maybe all we do is fabricate the feeling To keep believe in that we needed someone All that we have is two of us in the room Convincing myself so I can convince you Stuck between holding on and letting go I need to let g I think a little part of me always knew That you were never really the one I was only in love with the idea of you In love with the idea of you I think a little part of me always knew That you were never really the one I was only in love with the idea of you In love with the idea of you You look good on paper And it was perfect till we dove in deeper I don't know why I told myself you were a keeper You needed more than I could I could ever give you All that we have is two of us in the room Convincing myself so I can convince you Stuck between holding on and letting go I need to let go I think a little part of me always knew That you were never really the one I was only in love with the idea of you In love with the idea of you I think a little part of me always knew That you were never really the one I was only in love with the idea of you I think a little part of me always knew That you were never really the one I was only in love with the idea of you In love with the idea of you