Married In Vegas - The Vamps, Matoma

No good for me and my frame of mind

I think about you all the time

A pretty little thing could wreck me, twenty-five

Just say the words and I’m all ears

Let’s turn a drink into five years

Spend my money, oh honey, come and bleed me dry

I came here to be someone else

I found you and I found myself

Mister, mister, I’m all in

Bet your house and I called it

Feels like a TKO, feels like the lowest blow

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Under the neon lights, I think we might get married in Vegas

Married in Vegas

Pushing 106 down PCH

I drink you down, the aftertaste

Tastes like heartbreak and mistakes, but I can’t wait

To walk along that starry strip

I feel it all, it feels like bliss

I show my hand, they look like this

Mister, mister, I’m all in

Bet your house and I call it

Yeah

Feels like a TKO, feels like the lowest blow

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Under the neon lights, I think we might get married in Vegas

Married in Vegas

For better or for worse

I’ll be riding high

Even if it’s just tonight

Or the rest of my life

So come on, do your worst

Or stay here all night

Cash out, cards down

Or roll the dice

All these things that I’ve done

Sin City under the sun

I came to win and I won

I leave from Houston, shotgun

All these things that I’ve done

Sin City under the sun

I came to win and I won

Yeah

Feels like a TKO, feels like the lowest blow

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Under the neon lights, I think we might get married in Vegas