No Chasing You

Oh your touch and your taste I can't wash them away Ain't no bottle that'll fix this mess you made There ain't a question That when you left him I knew that you could do the same to me You turn sweet to sour You keep all the power But I drank you down knowing just how bitter you could be Now you're still hanging over me Oh your touch and your taste I can't wash them away Ain't no bottle that'll fix this mess you made It still burns going down Like a flame you can't drown Nothin' I can do, there's No Chasing You You tried to hide it, But when I saw you smiling, I knew it wasn't just because of me On a Sunday Morning, You left without warning, And emptied out the house but left the bottles all for me But they don't set my mind at ease Oh your touch and your taste I can't wash them away Ain't no bottle that'll fix this mess you made It still burns going down Like a flame you can't drown Nothin' I can do, there's No Chasing You No Chasing, No Chasing, No Chasing You No Chasing, No Chasing, No Chasing You No Chasing, No Chasing, No Chasing You No Chasing, No Chasing, No Chasing You Oh your touch and your taste I can't wash them away Ain't no bottle that'll fix this mess you made It still burns going down Like a flame you can't drown Nothin' I can do, there's No Chasing You No no no Nothin' I can do... No Chasing You Chasing You No Chasing There's No Chasing You No Chasing No Chasing No Chasing No Chasing No Chasing You