Why Does It Always

I love the smell of you on me in the morning

I love the taste of whiskey on your breath

That’s right

I love that you could give me when you’re talking dirty

I love the little noises you make

When I put you to the dance

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

Oh, why is it always?

Why do things always have to change?

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

I love the way I feel when you’re screaming oh my god

It’s alright now baby

I love the way you make me bleed

When your nails are digging in my back

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

Oh, why is it always?

Why do things always have to change?

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

I love the thought of to be bound forever

But it don’t makes sense

Maybe when I’ll [?]

I hate the way I feel when I’m empty and broken

The fucking time

I love the way it feels whenever …

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?

Oh, why is it always?

Why do things always have to change?

Oh, why is it always?

Why does good always feels this way?