Halestorm

Familiar Taste of Poison
Drink the wine my darling, you said
Take your time and consume all of it
But the roses were only to drain my inspiration
The promises were spoiled before they left your lips and
I breathe you in again
Just to feel you underneath my skin
Holding onto the sweet escape
Is always laced with a familiar taste of poison
I tell myself that you're are no good for me
I wish you well but desire never leaves
I could fight this to the end
But maybe I don't wanna win