Crave - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I think I might have caught your cold

I don't want to hear you say: 'I told you so'

Now I'm way too sick to sing this song

And the cold sweat on my forehead has been way too long

Just ran out of Tylenol and things to say

So now I think of funny faces that we used to make

I'd take you in a million ways on every single holiday

My body isn't used to all this space

I'm craving you

I'm way too drunk to drive that car

And the worst case if we were to deviate from a night behind bars

I'll do anything you want me to

Even the nicotine in my bloodstream still misses you

Just ran out of alcohol and things to say so now

I think of funny faces that we used to make

I'd take you in a million ways on every single holiday

My body isn't used to all this space

I'm craving you

I'll do anything you want me to

I'm craving you