Besedila: Sara Bareilles. Little Voice. Love on the Rocks.

We met on a rainy evening in the summertime
Don't think I need to tell you more
I needed a raise, I worked so hard for this love of mine
Still I got nothing to show for it

Here's a simplification of everything we're going through, oh
You plus me is bad news
You're a lovely creation, I like to think that I am too
My friend said, I look better without you

Tongue tied and twisted
But go on baby and go to my head

Babe, baby, believe me
If I stay, it ain't gonna be easy
Okay, we'll do it your way
But this is the last time

You'll hear the beautiful sound
Of love coming down
Love on the rocks

You love the chase but hate me for the runaround
We both just tired of the whole thing
And you tell me what you want
You need, you know, you have to have
I just pretend I'm listening

Too tired this time, oh
To deal with old suits you wear
Your ties that won't bind

Babe, baby, believe me, ooh
If I stay, it ain't gonna be easy
Okay, we'll do it your way
But this is the last time

You'll hear the beautiful sound
Of love coming down

Hot as hell, cold as ice, sip it slow 'cause it's so nice
Dulls my senses, drives my pain but I do it again
Burns a bit to the touch, dangerous if it's too much
If this bottle could talk

Love on the rocks
Love on the rocks, yeah

Ooh baby, baby, baby, baby, believe me
You'll hear the beautiful sound
Of love coming down