I can (F)still shut down (C)a par ty,

I can (F)hang with an (C)y bod y.

I can drink whis key (C)and red wine, cham pagne all night.

Lit tle scotch on the rocks (C)and I’m fine, I’m fine.

But when I taste te qui la, (C)ba by, I still see ya cut tin’ (Am)up the floor in a so ror i ty T shirt, (C)the same one you wore when we were (Am)sky high in Col o ra do, (C)your lips pressed a gainst the bot tle, swear in’ (Am)on a Bi ble, ba by, I’d nev er leave ya.

(C)I re mem ber how bad I need ya

(Am)when I taste te qui la,

(Am)when I taste te qui la.

I can (F)kiss some bod (C)y brand new

and not (F)e ven think (C)a bout you.

I can show up to (C)the same bar, hear the same songs (Am)in my car.

Ba by, your mem ’ry, it on (C)ly hits me this hard

when I taste te qui

(F)I ain’t e ven drunk, I ain’t e ven drunk, and I’m think in’

how I need your love, how I need your love.

Yeah, it sinks in when I taste te qui la.

(C)Ba by, I still see ya,

so ror i ty T shirt, (C)the same one you wore when we were (Am)sky high in Col o ra do, (C)your lips pressed a gainst the bot tle, swear in’ (Am)on a Bi ble, ba by, I’d nev er leave ya.

(C)I re mem ber how bad I need ya

(Am)when I taste te qui la,

(Am)when I taste te qui la,

(Am)when I taste te qui la,

(Am)when I taste te qui la.

(Am)Mm.