Whiskey

you accept my bullshit
i accept your smoking
i accept your smoking gun
you accept that i talk too much
i accept that you talk too little
but it's fine
i like a good riddle
i want you like a whiskey drink
you accept that i get real down
old relationship make me wound up
oh it makes me wound up
you accept that i'll fuck up dinner
but i know you'll eat it anyway
i know you'll eat it anyway
i want you like a whiskey drink