I can make it complicated
You just want a little TLC
You look happy when we’re naked
But you get angry when the brake lights leave

Girl, I’m sorry for the damage and bandages that I’m ripping
I’m sorry for all the stressing, I leave you guessing I’m slipping
The only thing that I’m doing is never doing enough
Maybe someday I’ll start picking it up

Woo-hoo-hoo
We’re gonna make it through
A little bit of superglue
Stick by my side
Woo-hoo-hoo
I’m nothing without you
A little bit of superglue
Stick by my side

I got used to being called out
But you’re not used to being left alone, no
I’ve had one too many fallouts
And I don’t wanna let this one go, no

But you don’t smile anymore, you don’t greet me at the door
You been laying on the floor, steady staring at the ceiling
I should probably ask you how you’re feeling
Maybe I’m too scared of how you’d answer
Ooh, my tiny dancer
Even when I’m home, I ain’t home
You’re sleeping in that bed on your own
I shouldn’t have to tell you all this shit through the phone
Singing like

Woo-hoo-hoo
We’re gonna make it through
A little bit of superglue
Stick by my side
Woo-hoo-hoo
I’m nothing without you
A little bit of superglue
Stick by my side

I’m sorry for the damage and bandages that I’m ripping
I’m sorry for all the stressing, I leave you guessing, I’m slipping
The only thing that I’m doing is never doing enough
Maybe someday I’ll stop fucking this up

Woo-hoo-hoo
We’re gonna make it through
A little bit of superglue
Stick by my side
Woo-hoo-hoo
I’m nothing without you
A little bit of superglue
Stick by my side