Music: Rob Bisel/Amy Allen/Delacey/James Alan Ghaleb
I trip and fall in love
Just like a Tuesday drunk
I always go
All in, all in, all in
Over the handlebars
Hitting the ground so hard
If I’m alone fallin’, fallin’, fallin’
We ain’t gotta talk about it
Na na na na na na na
We ain’t gotta talk about it
Na na na na na na na
Mercy
Why is it love is never kind to me
I heard that fools rush in and yeah that’s me
It burns me time and time again
So why am I still fixing for this frying pan, thinkin’
I wonder what you’re doin’ for tonight and forever
I could be the rest of your life or whatever
My lips and your lips
We could press them together
I don’t ever think twice
And maybe that’s why
I trip and fall in love
Just like a Tuesday drunk
I always go
All in, all in, all in
Over the handlebars
Hitting the ground so hard
If I’m alone fallin’, fallin’, fallin’
We ain’t gotta talk about it
Na na na na na na na
We ain’t gotta talk about it
Na na na na na na na
We ain’t gotta talk about it