salty chip on my shoulder. Oh, but when the night is deep. You find me in the streets. Asking me to come over. Chorus Sophie Hawley-Weld & Tucker Halpern. Batshit, batshit. Batshit. I'm batshit crazy
drunk in the morning,. I'm calling you, you might be lonely, lonely. When I'm drunk in the morning. I'm calling you, you might lonely, lonely. Emma I did, and Sophie I kissed, baby. Sarah I had in my hand