Pulling off a couple clothes watching colors in the snow. You were laughing at me in your sleep all wrapped up inside these sheets. Tell me you love me like you used to. Talking that shit like you don't love to. You do it well. I'm rolling down that fire road like a stone. You're just my favorite mother fucker I know. Let's drink a few more till this house is home. You do it well, until the sunlight. Got your picture in my bag, couple them nights we went to fast. Rule it, yeah you foolish, yeah you knew this. Keep it low. I'll tell you I love you like I want to. Ain't you looking good where you stand. While that snow was falling over your head. So you opened up your mouth, let 'em in. You do it well.