38 grados

I know what poison tastes like
The kind that runs through the skin hiding in your ripped jeans
The one that made us grow, change, and scare each other
The one that made us blind if it's under your porch
To devour each other out of habit, but call us crazy

I know what winter tastes like
The one that forces me to forget your hungover Sundays
The one that makes me trade your gaze for shots of liquor
The one that runs through the streets soaked in loneliness
From the same coldness that covers the silver

But folks, I’m not here to learn lessons
Let the old folks be quiet, while there’s still singing to do
And in two lines, I’m all about beer and reflections
Songs come easy when there’s tequila with salt
I have plenty of reasons to tell you I don’t need
(That I don’t need) your forgiveness

I know what kisses taste like
The ones that come from deep inside to give you chills
The ones given at the bar to fill your emptiness
The ones from spinning the bottle hoping to beat the odds
Let’s not think, like we used to as kids

But folks, I’m not here to learn lessons
Let the old folks be quiet, while there’s still singing to do
And in two lines, I’m all about beer and reflections
Songs come easy when there’s tequila with salt
I have plenty of reasons to tell you I don’t need
Your kisses, your body, your screams, or anything (your screams or anything)

Because I, tempted your luck
And standing in front of you, I couldn’t look
I just wanted to roam the whole city to see you
Thinking about you constantly
For an indifference I can’t forget anymore

But folks, I’m not here to learn lessons
Let the old folks be quiet, while there’s still singing to do
And in two lines, I’m all about beer and reflections
Songs come easy when there’s tequila with salt
I have plenty of reasons to tell you I don’t need (that I don’t need)
I don’t need your forgiveness