The Old Number 7

And if you wanted to remember,
Just ask, don't tell
Even if it hurts like hell
Even if you can't reach out and touch the bottom
And this will all blow over
Just like a current that pulls you under
Another close encounter
Another secret with extra baggage

I can't stop tasting that
Tasting that poison from your mouth
And I know all about
How your lies spread all over town
And early in december the first snowflake fell
And every single kiss you felt
Not getting out of bed for hours
All the little lies you feed
To keep me on my feet

I can't stop tasting that
Tasting that poison from your mouth.
And I know all about
How your lies spread all over town
I can't stop tasting that pure poison
And I know all about pure poison

I can't stop tasting that
Tasting that poison from your mouth.
And I know all about
How your lies spread all over town