[Verse 1]
There’s a chill on my skin and a heat in my chest,
You pour smooth and golden, I confess.
The glass clinks soft, and I lose my poise,
You taste like trouble, but you hush my noise.
You burn my throat like a midnight sin,
But oh, I crave the fire within.
I tell myself to sip, not drown—
But baby, you pull me down.
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[Chorus]
You’re the whiskey that I love,
Sweet burn I can’t rise above.
I press your glass to trembling lips,
Warmth sinking deep with every sip.
I wanna love you, baby, but I don’t know how,
You go down smooth, but I’m shaky now.
Still, I’ll risk it all for one more taste,
Let that fire trace my face.
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[Verse 2]
Your scent hangs thick like smoke and sin,
You swirl my thoughts, I’m dizzy again.
Each drop a promise, each breath a dare,
You pull my soul like you pull my hair.
They say I should know when enough’s enough,
But darling, I never was that tough.
You feel like home, you feel like ache,
A holy burn I can’t forsake.
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[Bridge]
Oh, I’ve been sober from hope too long,
Now you hum through me like a jazz song.
Maybe you’ll heal me, maybe you’ll wreck,
Either way, I’ll take the effect.
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[Final Chorus]
You’re the whiskey that I love,
My heaven’s burn, my devil’s glove.
I’ll hold you close, throw on a blanket tight,
You make my coldest bones ignite.
I wanna love you, baby, come what may—
If it ruins me, I’ll toast anyway.
‘Cause I was made to feel, not flee—
And tonight, you’re feeling me.