Taste

Picked you up in a Toyota Camry you flipped the channels till you turned on Prodigy
Parked outside a bar on your old street the window hummed like neon royalty
We drank rum and sing karaoke, coldplay done in a thick cockney
Then we left and drove to another bar I put my fingers between your legs in the car
Your lips full your eyes closed o my god no rubbers no seatbelt and no stars
Then holding the nape of your neck I came so good I can’t even spell my name
Hey give me a taste
O yea
Then we left and went to your brother’s place
Did so much coke can’t feel my face
Walked down come to a familiar door open it up it smells just like before
Close your eyes and whisper like a whore breathe me in monsieur je t'adore
All the lighthouses and the cold dead cowards and draped carnations on the tall stone towers
Your lover comes to you in the cold dawn hours and whispers to you promises she’ll never keep the light it creeps into your checks
Hey give me a taste
O yea