Hey there, what’s your story, little girl?
We all have our scars from this cruel world
Tell me all the reasons you’re alone
Lose your lies, and they’ll carry you home

You look tired
Is there a reason why?
Watching all the patterns
In the sky

Keep serving bottles of red wine
Reminding yourself you’ll be fine
There’s a plan somewhere along the line
He just loved you at the wrong time

Patch us all together
We’ll stay strong
Struggle through your battles,
Move along

Turn the music low
Try to take it slow
Let’s survive on what’s left
Of our lives

Keep serving bottles of red wine
Reminding yourself you’ll be fine
There’s a plan somewhere along the line
He just loved you at the wrong time

Hey there, boy, what’s the matter now?
You’ll all get the things you want somehow
Count the hours with me, day by day
Wishing all your worries away

Picking broken glass
Up from the street
We’re the type that always
Drags our feet

We don’t ask for much
Just room to breathe
But we don’t always get
What we need

Keep serving bottles of red wine
Reminding yourself you’ll be fine
There’s a plan somewhere along the line
He just loved you at the wrong time

Looking into windows
Covered in
Dust from our memories
Of where we’ve been

We all forget
How it feels after a while
To sit laughing at nothing
And to smile

Keep serving bottles of red wine
Reminding yourself you’ll be fine
There’s a plan somewhere along the line
He just loved you at the wrong time

Hey, old man, what’s with all the tears?
Sit with me, I’ll turn back the years
Soon, you’ll be with your girl again
Keep her in your heart, ‘till then

She’s still waiting
Like she promised you
She won’t stop unless
You want her to

Keep serving bottles of red wine
Reminding yourself you’ll be fine
There’s a plan somewhere along the line
She just loved you at the wrong time

There’s a place
For us to go
When tomorrow’s
Too far ahead
I’ve been trying hard to find it
But I still can’t clear my head

When I get there
I’ll take you with me
So please don’t give in
Just yet baby

Keep serving bottles of red wine
Reminding yourself you’ll be fine
There’s a plan somewhere along the line
He just loved you at the wrong time

If you’re broken,
You belong
With the fighters,
We were wrong
Now we’re taking our last stand
Here we are now, take my hand

Keep serving bottles of red wine
Reminding yourself you’ll be fine
There’s a plan along the line
He just loved you at the wrong time