Brett Young - Tastes Like You

The sunset lights through an amber bottle into a full glass
It never used to take this long to throw back
Now every time I pour one out, I go back
Instead of drownin' out, I'm drownin' in the past

And it tastes like
Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burnin' like Mulholland nights
Kissin' salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I
I go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you

Every tight black dress I see on the dance floor
Every time my eyes meet eyes that ain't yours
It makes me wish that I could have just one more
Drink without thinkin' 'bout how I'm drinkin' without you now

And it tastes like
Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burnin' like Mulholland nights
Kissin' salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I
I go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you

And it feels like, yeah
And it hurts like, mm

And it tastes like
Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burnin' like Mulholland nights
Kissin' salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I
I go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you

(It still tastes like)
It still tastes like you
(It still tastes like) Oh
It still tastes like you
(It still tastes like) Oh
(It still tastes like) Oh
(It still tastes like) Oh
It still tastes like you