I don’t remember how you taste
I rinsed my mouth with the tongues of to many men
But non of them taste as good as you
They taste like beer, cigarettes and weed
But mostly like the drinks on my tongue
It doesn’t taste like love
It’s more of a prize, like I’m proving I can do it
With you I was sober, and I didn’t have to earn it
It was love, it tasted like love
I don’t remember what love tastes like anymore