what taste

Pack the suitcase
I need to figure out
What was my taste
In you while I was out
Did you have to get drunk in the morning
My life hurts and i left without warning
Now I'm mourning

You know
I'm thinking I want something more
Can this guitar fuck me up right now

I feel your fear
You know what went wrong that year
I'm gone what's wrong
I just want you to move on
To move on

You know this attraction is beyond deadly
I love you but fuck you respectively
To the core
Do you toss and turn when you think of me
No one could imagine my relief
Screw liquor stores

I feel your fear
Someone get me out of here
I'm gone what's wrong
I just want you to move on
To move on

In the midst of this
You make me feel like shit
And now I'm feeling sick
Because you wanted this
So now your friends know this
And now my fam knows that
Guess what this is sick
You're just a little bitch