Lovin' life and hatin' it
It feels good to be alive
I'm makin' it to the parking
Lot to ***** and laugh
At the numbness
I couldn't have done this
If I was still infected
With your love
The smell of your skin
A sin to remember
Forever forever
Knock Knock
You call me over
For coffee
Now you got me
In your house
I can smell
That old scent
I can see
His hand on your knee
But he ain't here now
...Did you put
Whiskey in the coffee?
I let you
Think yah got me
Moving closer
Just like old times
Just like old times
Goodbye
Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
Lovin' life and hatin' it
It feels good to be alive
I'm makin' it to the parking
Lot to ***** and laugh
At the numbness
I couldn't have done this
If I was still infected
With your love
The smell of your skin
A sin to remember
Forever forever
Knock Knock
You call me over
For coffee
Now you got me
In your house
I can smell
That old scent
I can see
His hand on your knee
But he ain't here now
...Did you put
Whiskey in the coffee?
I let you
Think yah got me
Moving closer
Just like old times
Just like old times
Goodbye
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