Sour Love

She was lit up like a tiki torch Like the rest but with something more She wasn't reading 50 shades Cause she really hates the color gray She wasn't there to find a man even though she knows she can Babe I know you can (and I wanna say) The tip of my tongue is waiting Lips so close I can almost taste it I love what you're made of Your sour love, Your sour love Your fingertips hesitatin' Trace your hips with my imagination I crave to get a hold of Your sour love, Your sour love She looked so good in her moment, Too good for me to destroy it See usually I'd be bitter But she's too sweet and she'll find better I was there to find a girl and when I did she changed my world She didn't know she did (and I still I wanna say) The tip of my tongue is waiting Lips so close I can almost taste it I love what you're made of Your sour love, Your sour love Your fingertips hesitatin' Trace your hips with my imagination I crave to get a hold of Your sour love, Your sour love Sour love brings me back again This temptation will never end I know, I can't be with you so I'm gonna stay here alone The tip of my tongue is waiting Lips so close I can almost taste it I love what you're made of Your sour love, Your sour love Your fingertips hesitatin' Trace your hips with my imagination I crave to get a hold of Your sour love, Your sour love The tip of my tongue is waiting Lips so close I can almost taste it I love what you're made of Your sour love, Your sour love Your fingertips hesitatin' Trace your hips with my imagination I crave to get a hold of Your sour love, Your sour love