Opportunistic

[Verse 1] An opportunistic kind of phase Laughing about trying to save face at the party Where all your friends are so cool Faded off liquor, we found our Eyelids getting heavier, we shared a brief look and Just gave ourselves to the night We'll just fight to beat the ones we hate [Verse 2] We rose in the morning confused by What we were mourning for some things are better left In the adolescence of youth Do me a favour she said "I'd like you to savour the taste of me on your lips I swear it's the last time you'll get it," [Chorus] Grace do you want me Grace till you die (x2) Grace do you want me, you know Grace till you die (x5) Grace do you want me, you know Grace do you want me Grace do you want me Grace till you die (x2)