Bad Water

I know you're out there
 Working for the chanse
 To get a hold of me
 With your winter touch
 But I know what to do
 When you run me through
 I'm gonna sit right down
 And wait out your sting
 Can you tell me what it is
 In this glass I'm drinking from?
 How can you tell what it is
 If wine is the only thing you've had
 This is bad, bad water
 Yeah, I can sense you know
 Icing up my cares
 And I can feel your touch
 Running through my hair
 Yeah, I know what you are
 'Cause you've been here before
 And I know your desires
 I'm not afraid no more
 Today I'm glad
 So glad that you're here
 'Cause I know that tomorrow
 When you fade away
 Then I'll be smiling
 At every little thing I see
 At the things I just couldn't see
 The day before yesterday