Porcelain

There's a new girl in the corner, I'm a local at the bar

She's breaking the loneliest of hearts

So when she came to talk to me, I probably should have seen

This would be a train wreck from the start

I'm so tired of waiting for this boy to ask

I drink to every minute as they pass

He looks an honest man, treat me decent when he can

But I know that I'm moving way too fast

A month until December, it's the year since we first met

Working every hour for our bed