Holiday Party

In my head you live another life Where you fuck all my friends And wish someone else could've been your wife I love you, I love you I'm sorry, I'm sorry For letting it get the best of me again I'm too emotional I guess When I look at that body I'm not trusting nobody I imagine you in a corner booth getting way too cozy In my head you got touchy at the holiday party In the charcoal suit that I like on you In my imagination She's there with her eyes so starry Holding your car keys In my imagination I'm another victim of the holiday party What a way to go and ruin the night I'm back at it again questioning my belief in the good guy I love you, I love you I'm sorry, I'm sorry (I'm sorry) For letting it get the best of me again It's controlling me I guess When I look at that body I'm not trusting nobody I imagine you in a corner booth getting way too cozy In my head you got touchy at the holiday party In the charcoal suit that I bought for you In my imagination She's there with her eyes so starry Holding your car keys In my imagination I'm another victim of the holiday party Her name on the marquee So overly bubbly So easy, so upbeat It's all unrealistic So weirdly specific Just tell me it isn't When I look at that body I'm not trusting nobody I imagine you in a corner booth getting way too cozy In my head you got touchy at the holiday party In my imagination (In my imagination) She's there with her eyes so starry Holding your car keys In my imagination (In my imagination) I'm another victim of the holiday party Holiday party Holiday party (Holiday party) I'm another victim of the holiday party