Feelin' kinda stupid
But why we always do this?
It always hurts in the morning
Kiss your lips and I lose it
It's like you
Know when I'm drinking red
And whether it's on your breath
Already know the answer
With you it's always "yes"
Easy to blur the lines
Blow past the warning signs
Hell with the consequences
When I'm drowning in your eyes
You burn all the way down and I
Leave a pretty taste in your mouth
So good that it makes you miss me
No cut straight 50/50
Hell of a hangover's gonna hit me
Mixing wine and whiskey
Don't know when it's gonna happen
But I know it's gonna happen
Most say it's in his sip, I
We both know that we're lying
Same sparks won't start no fire
One drink by the twelve beat
Gasoline and a lighter, 'cause you
Burn all the way down and I
Leave a pretty taste in your mouth
So good that it makes you miss me
No cut straight 50/50
Hell of a hangover's gonna hit me
Hit me, hit me
So burn me all the way down
Good thing this town ain't running out
So good that it makes you miss me
No cut straight 50/50
Hell of a hangover's gonna hit me
Mixing wine and whiskey
You burn all the way down and I
Leave a pretty taste in your mouth
So good that it makes you miss me
No cut straight 50/50
Hell of a hangover's gonna hit me
Mixing wine and whiskey
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