Shoulda just called it like I saw it
Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
The burning, the stinging,the high and the heat and the
"left-me-wating-more" feeling when he kissed me

I shoulda just called him whiskey
Warm my body to the core like a blanket
His face was so sweet then he took my breath away
Hit me so hard like a rock trough a window
I knew I was in trouble from the moment I met you, boy

Now the numb has set in
He´s gone like the wind
And I can barely feel the pain