Magic Hour Lyrics - Singles - The Tontons

we sit at the Magic Hour 

i take gin and he takes whiskey 

what he needs, i can't give 

that seems to be our history 

i'm the worst, i'm cursed, i'm done 

we make regrets in the morning 

we stay up questioning at night 

he provokes, i respond 

we fight, i die, i die 

i'm the worst, i'm cursed, i'm done 

ohhh baby 

you know that i 

get a little tired of you 

of every little thing 

when you say that i 

i do nothing 

nothing nothing at all 

nothing at all 

you fight, i fight, we die, i die 

i'm the worst, i'm cursed, i'm done