I could bring tequila 
Salted lips kissin yellow
A sunset with no regret 
Before tomorrow
Sour now we never had 
Why I feel ya 
Wanna believe ya
Sinkin into drink down low
Lost everything to him 
Right angled shot dim 
Skippin rope to chin
Why the floor is a door 
A gateway to more
Rotten apple core 
Forgotten lemon raw

Are we thugs 
If love's the drug
Or are we nuns
In short white skirts
Dressed to nurse
Foxy flirts
On high alert
Playboy n dirt
Is love a curse