Toxic Touch

Taste me lately-I taste like I’m wasted Liquor on my breath and Pills on my cadence I wish I could remember Every memory that’s fading Oh-if-the seasons changed and you were still the same then I'd still want you It wouldn’t be so hard to To put your heart through Another round of us It's your-it's your It's-your-toxic-touch It hurts so good I’m so sick of your love It's your-it's your It's-your-toxic-touch So I swore-yeah-I swore Yeah-I swore you off I'm such a liar I'm dying to confess I’m yours-I’m yours And It's your-it's your It's your love-it's-so-toxic to the touch Baby-I’m-so-sick I'm so sick of your love...