Like Hell

Following the stream Of Merlot down your cheek And on your dress It smears across your chest And leaves an abstract mess I'm oddly drawn To it Yeah you You look like hell Oh but you You wear it well You wear it well Too old to know the song But still you sing along The words all wrong We kiss with open mouths Like children learning how With no adults around Yeah you You look like hell Oh but you You wear it well You wear it well We get back In time to tuck the kids in send the sitter home And you crash And drool into the carpet And it's perfect Darling you You look like hell Oh but you You wear it well You wear it well