Intoxicated

The closest thing to kissing you is shotgunning my beer
I'm getting tired, and I'm giving up
You don't even know how often I fill my cup
Remember when you kissed me inside your stupid truck
And you really wanted her, oh baby what the fuck

The closest thing to kissing you is shotgunning my beer
Taste goes down quick and I'm intoxicated - 'cause I know you better

Your fingers intertwined in mine
Green grass eyes, and lips that taste like cheap red wine
We drive all night playing games on 59
Jokes on me and now I'm yours and you're not mine

Closest thing to kissing you is shotgunning my beer
Taste goes down quick and I'm intoxicated - 'cause I know you better
I know you better



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Writer(s): Abigail Mongrue
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