I shouldn't be up this late I have work in the morning I hate my boss I hate my job I'd quit if I didn't need the money But I can't stop the drinking And I can't shake the feeling Of you on my lips I'm cursed forever With the taste of your kiss And your hands on my hips
I need someoone to help Did I tell you I'm drinking I hate this taste I say hate too much Is that why you left me lonely But I can't stop the drinking And I can't shake the feeling Of being alone I'll guess I'll get use to this Or at least try
Everything feels so strange And I know I am up too late But I'm smoking the buds of your cigarettes Just to be where your lips have been I'm only doing this all because I think that I need it It's as close as I can get to you
Yeah as close as I can get (As close as I'll ever be) As close I can get to you
I'm smoking the buds of your cigarettes The ones you left in the ash tray During our last conversation I'm wearing your t shirts I'm listening to your favorite mix tape I'm only doing this all because I think that I need it It's as close as I can get to you