i dont like to get high
but i love the way a blunt taste on his lips
in his kiss
i get lost, i raise to the tips
of my toes just so
i can reach the back of his neck
i pull him in deep
deep..
i forget to breathe
i dont want to let go, i dont want it to end
but i know
that i have to, so i let go of my grip
look into his eyes
and i dont like to get high
but i get lost, i raise to the tips
of my toes just so
i can reach his face
and rub my finger across the scar under his eye
imagine the pain in the life of my thug
makes me want to fight.
to cry.
and i dont like to get high
but i love the way a blunt taste on his lips
in his kiss
he kisses me slow
slow..
like he wants me to know
that hes ok, that hes fine
not to worry
but as long as hes mine
i do.
kiss his lips one more time
get if off my mind
and i dont like to get high
but i love the way a blunt taste on his lips
and the thought of his kiss
makes me smile when he leaves
but i look back again
again..
just to know hes still watchin me
i dont wanna go.
but i kno
i have to get home
i hate to tell him bye
and i dont like to get high
but i get lost
"i love u girl!"
as i get in the car
i love u too
and now
i know that i do.