Manufactured Superstars Ft. Lea Luna - Drunk Text lyrics

I went out to the club the other night
To, you know, have a couple drinks

That guy was there again
He's like "I'm sorry for what I said last weekend"
I told him I didn't mind, which was a lie
But I was equally sorry, and I didn't want to apologize
It was just a drunk text

In my head, I was writing a fiction of us
Behind my eyes, I was begging for things my lips could never ask
But my mouth kept pouring desperate clauses of random intent

He asked me if he could text me later, after the club
He hands me another shot of vodka
And I say
Sure [?x]

I'm on the dance floor when I get a text from Adam
I'm too drunk to type, so I send a photo I took up a dancer's skirt
I tell him to come and get it, not realizing what I had just said
Later on, she comes up to me, holds up her phone screaming at me and I say
"I'm sorry, it was just a drunk text"

I should've known they knew each other
No one is safe in the twitter sphere anymore

If you take the world sex, and mix it with texting, it's called sexting
But when you add drunk to sexting, the words just don't make any sense and it's hard for me to swallow

It's a hot mess of misspelled obscenities and body parts, and run-on questions that I'm not sure what it means to ask

I get a text from my best friend
She's upstairs getting bottle service
She's like "This guy wants you to wet your lips with this bottle
And he wants me to bring more girls up"
Like I'm some kind of pimp
Are you fucking kidding me?

It's just another moment
When one stupid reply can lead to the walk of shame
And I'll be damned if I end up in some shitty diner after I do this
With last night's lingerie in my purse

It was just a drunk text [4x]

This is the last time I ever drink and text