Anne Marie, Shania Twain - Unhealthy

Well, your love is worse, worse than cigarettes
Even if I had twenty in my hands
Oh, babe, your touch, it hurts more than hangovers
No, that bottle don't hold the same regret

And my mother says that you're bad for me
Guess she never felt the high we're on right now
And my father says I should run away
But he don't know that I just don't know how

Well, if it's unhealthy, then I don't give a damn
'Cause even if it kills me, I'll always take your hand
It's unhealthy, they just don't understand
And when thеy try to stop me, just know nobody can
You're still gon' be my man