Tirade
No I never really liked
The taste of old whiskey when you kiss me, Darling I'd
Rather be alone
There's a salt on your skin
That cuts me when you touch me, honey drugged me through the night
Through the whole night
The whole night
Well you're not impressing anyone
When words come dripping off your tongue
Baby you're just bothering me
And you love to talk us up parading everything in your tirade
Well baby you're just excess company
You never listen
You're always skin tight
You say I'm trippin'
Well baby pour another one you know I love it when you deny
Red lips red wine
I can tell you're feeling confident
When you call me in the night
You think you know just what I like
You think you know just what I like
Well you're not impressing anyone
When words come dripping off your tongue
Baby you're just bothering me
And you love to talk us up parading everything in your tirade
Well baby you're just excess company
Red lips red wine
Now you're oh so confident when you call me in the night
We kiss and I
Try to put you out my mind but I can't fucking hide
Red lips red wine
Now you're oh so confident when you call me in the night
We kiss and I
Try to put you out my mind but I can't fucking hide
The taste of old whiskey when you kiss me, Darling I'd
Rather be alone
There's a salt on your skin
That cuts me when you touch me, honey drugged me through the night
Through the whole night
The whole night
Well you're not impressing anyone
When words come dripping off your tongue
Baby you're just bothering me
And you love to talk us up parading everything in your tirade
Well baby you're just excess company
You never listen
You're always skin tight
You say I'm trippin'
Well baby pour another one you know I love it when you deny
Red lips red wine
I can tell you're feeling confident
When you call me in the night
You think you know just what I like
You think you know just what I like
Well you're not impressing anyone
When words come dripping off your tongue
Baby you're just bothering me
And you love to talk us up parading everything in your tirade
Well baby you're just excess company
Red lips red wine
Now you're oh so confident when you call me in the night
We kiss and I
Try to put you out my mind but I can't fucking hide
Red lips red wine
Now you're oh so confident when you call me in the night
We kiss and I
Try to put you out my mind but I can't fucking hide
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Writer(s): Benjamin Hon
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