Last Call Hearts

Pour another glass of that high shelf remedy

Trying to wash down the way you looked at me

It burns on the way down,

sweet on the tongue

Just like the wild songs we used to have sung

Oh,

love is like liquor,

warm in the chest

A beautiful habit I never could quit

One little sip and I'm losing my mind Drifting away

to a sweeter design (yeah)

Bottles on the counter,

shadows on the wall

Waiting by the kitchen for your late-night call They say it's a

poison, they say it's a trap

But I keep on running

right into your lap

Oh, love is like liquor,

warm in the chest

A beautiful habit I never could quit

One little sip and I'm losing my mind Drifting away

to a sweeter design (mmmmm)

Just one more drop of you...

(one more drop)