[Verse 1: Bryan Butcher]
I've got a vice (I've got a vice) and it's a sweet one
And I've got a grip on life, but it's a weak one now
Don't make me lie (Don't make me lie), I'd kill to waste my time
Drinkin' heavy on the beach with you on my mind

[Pre-Chorus: Bryan Butcher]
You're a headache, but I love it
I'll take you in I'm not above it (No, no, no, no)
Go tell those other guys to shove it
'Cause you know, they just don't get it, they just don't get it, no, no

[Chorus: Bryan Butcher]
How'd you get in my blood?
I gotta feeling I should cool it, baby
How do you taste so good?
How 'bout you wake me up when you leave mе?

[Verse 2: Bryan Butcher]
Ooh, I know I'm chasin' you
So hard, it ain't lost on me
That I might be wastin' you

[Pre-Chorus: Bryan Butcher]
You're a hеadache but I love it (Mm, I love it)
I'll take you in, I'm not above it (No, no, no, no)
Tell those other guys to shove it
'Cause you know, they just don't get ya, they just don't get ya, no, no
[Chorus: Bryan Butcher, Lukas Magyar]
How'd you get in my blood? (How'd you get in my blood?)
I've got a feeling I should cool it, baby (I gotta feeling, how'd you get in my blood?)
How do you taste so good? (How do you taste so good?)
How 'bout you wake me up when you leave me
(I think I'm losin' it), I'm fuckin' losin' it
I'm off the walls and I don't think that I can quit
Let's raise a glass to you if you would listen
I wanna make a toast to everyone still kickin'

[Verse 3: Bryan Butcher]
You've got me on the line
Runnin' but you won't stop tonight
I won't let it, won't let it waste my time
You say you've got what I need
Honey, I know what's best for me
Won't let it, won't let it take my life
And I think I might love you
Do anything to make you happy
But over and over, I can't stop the sin
I won't fall apart underneath, so I'll dive right in

[Bridge: Bryan Butcher]
It's all for you, for you, for you, for you
I'd make a fool of myself just for you
So better luck next time
I've wasted all my energy on making up lies to myself
For you, for you, for you, for you
I'd make a fool of myself just for you
[Outro: Bryan Butcher]
Whoa, no one likes it when you lose control
No one can help you if you don't let go
No, no one likes it when you lose control
No, no one can help you if you don't let go
No, come back, I can't stand to see you like this anymore
No, I've got your medicine, I've got your medicine
So come out and fuck with it

[Guitar Solo: Jeff Loomis]