You come around, yeah
You come around
Selling your black cherry cocaine
You're the dealer
In my head
You been in my head
So long, you've even made friends
With my demons
And if it don't make sense
You just gone have to feel it
'Cause I can't explain
I cannot explain (Damn)
This sort of pain
That I've been feeling (Feeling)
Could you
Want me like I want you?
Could you
Love me like I do?