another vice

I'm jealous of your clothes

The way they cling to your skin

I'm aching for your bones

For what you're offerin'

My body is hurtin

My condition worsens

In my throat like bourbon

Bourbon in the shape of a person

I look like a movie star

You're an 8 ball on the bar

Glad you didn't get into my car

You look like a Marlboro red

I'm the worst idea you've had

Tastes so good but it burns so bad

Why'd you have to look back at me twice

My god, I don't need another f*ckin' vice

Can't wash you off my neck

No matter how hard I try

You like the way I beg

I'm happy to oblige

My body is hurtin

My condition worsens

In my throat like bourbon

Bourbon in the shape of a person

I look like a movie star

You're an 8 ball on the bar

Glad you didn't get into my car

You look like a Marlboro red

I'm the worst idea you've had

Tastes so good but it hurts so bad

Why'd you have to look back at me twice

My god, I don't need another f*ckin' vice

I'm jealous of your clothes

The way they cling to your skin

That should be me