Big Fat Mouth

Last night got a little bad
I said some things I shouldn't have
I wanna make it up to you, how can I prove I'm on track?
Your storming out of my room's
The only way I can picture you
And it's been 48 hours, you've made your point now
So come back
Sorry, I know that comment wasn't funny,
Just wanted you to love me
But I didn't go about it right
Sometimes the best advice that I can give
Is to bite my lip and listen
With my big fat mouth shut tight
And now I think I still can smell you on me
Even after doing laundry
But it might be in my head
And would you still stay mad at me forever
If we just had each other,
It was all that we had left?
Try to fit my feet in your shoes
I see that I can't have your love and (eat/need) it too
But it's been 48 hours, enough of this now,
I need you
Sorry, I know I tend to go too far
Making everything an argument
I didn't mean to make you cry
Sometimes the best advice that I can give
Is to bite my lip and listen
With my big fat mouth shut tight
And now I think I still can smell you on me
Even after doing laundry
But it might be in my head
And would you still stay mad at me forever
If we just had each other,
It was all that we had left?
Oh what if Jesus left without us
And we just didn't notice
When he took up all our friends?
What if the Lord came back and left without us
And we just didn't notice
So we're stuck here till the end of the world?
To the end of the world
To the end of the world
To the end of the world