04-04-2013, 04:36 PM
She's my shot of whiskey
Two-toned
And smooth
She's a torch in my hand
Her smell turns me on
I'm addicted
It hurts to be without you
I'm missing words
My bed has it easy
I smoke and drink and sleep on the edge of it
My arm hanging off the side
Hand two inches from my phone
Two-toned
And smooth
She's a torch in my hand
Her smell turns me on
I'm addicted
It hurts to be without you
I'm missing words
My bed has it easy
I smoke and drink and sleep on the edge of it
My arm hanging off the side
Hand two inches from my phone