I don't like anyone better than you, it's trueI'd crawl a mile in a desolate place with the snakes, just for youOh, I'm an animal, hand me a tramadol, gimme the juiceYou are my citadel, you are my wishing well, my baby blue, oh, oh, ohI used to like liquor to get me inspiredBut you look so beautiful, my new supplierI used to like smoking to stop...Read more