Black (Acoustic)

I love the pose you take when you're holding your glass of wine Piano keys and memories, do this every time You are a hymn that I never thought I'd hear Shaking like its cold baby, but there's a fire drawing near Your love, I need it Your touch, I crave it Dressed up, I'll say it I love it when you wear black Ooh, Ooh, I love it when you wear black Colors fade as a cliché Looking at your garment Lights down low in this old apartment You say you want to burn it down regardless Oh, if you're feeling the blues I know it's not your style Oh, just doing what feels right Your love, I need it Your touch, I crave it Dressed up, I'll say it I love it when you wear black Ooh, Ooh, I love it when you wear black I love it, yeah I love it You look as cool as the midnight hour Saying that the night gives you power Oh darling, I really want to make you mine Ooh, Ooh, I love it when you wear black Ooh, Ooh, I love it when you wear black