whiskey |
you accept my bullshit i accept your smoking i accept your smoking gun you accept that i talk too much i accept that you talk too little but it's fine i like a good riddle i want you like a whiskey drink you accept that i get real down old relationship make me wound up oh it makes me wound up you accept that i'll fuck up dinner but i know you'll eat it anyway i know you'll eat it anyway i want you like a whiskey drink |