Bird York - Wicked Little High lyrics

You're a wrong turn A big fat No You're the fifth drink before a long drive home You're the thing to avoid The bars to my cage You're all I think about everyday You've got that thing That my wildest dreams are made of You set my world on fire I die every time you walk by I can't hide that I'm drawn to you Desire is such a wicked little high When the one you want is blind to you You're the third scoop The second pack You're the reason for therapy Why I should go back Hey Mister Wrong You're the tingle in my jeans You're everything I don't want But everything I need I see other guys But their kisses don't mean nothin' 'Cause you're what I have in mind I die every time you walk by I can't hide that I'm drawn to you Desire is such a wicked little high When the one you want is blind to you You're a wrong turn A big fat No You're the fifth drink before a long drive