Whenever I have Caribou I think about you And gasoline and alleyways and clothes that reek of booze And yes darling I give a fuck but today I just don’t want to No it’s not time just pass the wine And call me beautiful
And today I am drunk Just like any other day Like poisoning my liver is the next heart I’ll break I feel stupid when I’m drinking And pointless when I don’t I’m getting sick and tired of losing all my hope
‘Cause hope is for the dreamers And hope is for the loved Hope is for the people who don’t wake up still drunk Yeah
You could that we’re in love Or you could say it’s just the drugs But at least we’ve got each other Until this shit where’s off So let’s bring our whining To a close ‘Cause drunk and in a stupor is our only repose
‘Cause hope is for the dreamers And hope is for the loved Hope is for the people who don’t wake up still drunk Yeah
Hope is for the dreams And hope is for the loved Hope is for the people who don’t wake up still drunk YEAH