I love the smell of you on me in the morning
I love the taste of whiskey on your breath
That’s right
I love that you could give me when you’re talking dirty
I love the little noises you make
When I put you to the dance
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
Oh, why is it always?
Why do things always have to change?
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
I love the way I feel when you’re screaming oh my god
It’s alright now baby
I love the way you make me bleed
When your nails are digging in my back
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
Oh, why is it always?
Why do things always have to change?
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
I love the thought of to be bound forever
But it don’t makes sense
Maybe when I’ll [?]
I hate the way I feel when I’m empty and broken
The f**ing time
I love the way it feels whenever …
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?
Oh, why is it always?
Why do things always have to change?
Oh, why is it always?
Why does good always feels this way?