"Tastes Like You" lyrics

"Tastes Like You"

The sunset lights through an amber bottle
Into a full glass
It never used to take this long
To throw back
Now every time I pour one out
I go back
Instead of drowning out
I'm drowning in the past
And it tastes like

Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burning like Mulholland nights
Kissing salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I

I go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you

Every tight black dress I see
On the dance floor
Every time my eyes meet eyes
That ain't yours
It makes me wish that I could have
Just one more
Drink without thinking 'bout
How I'm drinking without you now
And it tastes like

Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burning like Mulholland nights
Kissing salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I

Go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you

And it feels like, yeah
And it hurts like, mmh

And it tastes like

Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burning like Mulholland nights
Kissing salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I

Go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you

It still tastes like you
It still tastes like you
It still tastes like you


Writer(s): Jon Mark Nite, Justin Allen Ebach, Brett A Young, Noah Needleman
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