It’s 4:30 in the morning and I’ve got too much on my mind to sleep.
Because the way I feel with you only makes me want you more, the way you smile brings up the good vibes, the way we hug each other makes me think about the next time.
I know that I’m a mess but I think it’s for the best if you love me the way I love you.
And I’ve got to confess that I can only kill this stress when I’m around you.
You’re the sugar in this piss, you’re the sweet end of sadness, and I’d die just for a kiss from you.
Because it’s your taste I can’t resist, it’s your lips that I’ll always miss, and I’ll never forget eyes like yours, because no drink will intoxicate me the way that you do.