Better

Shake dice in your leather cup
Cool lemon booze in the country club
Press your palm to my cheeks
Could you feel the heat?
Dig deep in the wounds you gave me

I see colors streaked with yellow
Hear your syncopated heart beat rumble
What do you say?
I guess I'm only hearing this shit in my brain

"I'll be coming right back" you told me
Now I'm stitching these holes you gave me
You promised me you'll stay sober
Now you're tripping in the elevator

I'll be yours for the hour
If you swear you're gonna love me better

Backseat of your cadillac
White roses I'm not looking back
Off my feet on my knees
Lonely whispered pleads
Weaving through my parted lips

You got your nose filled with white ashes
Blood shot eyes, bold excuses
What do you say?
I guess I'm seeing this shit in my brain

"I'll be coming right back" you told me
Now I'm stitching these holes you gave me
You promised me you'll stay sober
Now you're tripping in the elevator

Your sweet taste has gotten me surrender
You said I'm butterscotch, warm and tender
You got me cruising in your rover
Now I'm falling deep losing my composure