Mama can you help me
I think I've got a disease
He's got a red guitar and ripped up jeans
I can't sleep at night, no I can't even breathe
Without that blue-eyed poison seeping into me
I hate to admit that from the first little kiss
He's a habit that I've got to break
He felt like fire on my lips and started touchin my hips
Now he's a candy-coated favorite mistake
I should've said no
I don't know how to act
And tell you where to go
Straight to hell and back
I should've seen the sign by the way that you kissed me
You taste like sugar, you burn like whiskey
Granny said girl you better get on your knees
Beg the good Lord to save you from this evil thing
Beware of that boy, he'll tell you nothing but lies
But the words were dripping honey in a James Dean disguise
He's a tall drink of fire but he goes down easy
Do whatever I desire; yeah he knows how to please me
Now you won't find me anywhere
Unless a Tennessee flask can take me there
Should've said no
I don't know how to act
Tell you where to go
Straight to Hell and back
I should've seen the sign by the way that you... but it tastes like sugar