Oh, the sweet torture of irresistible love! Eli Noir spins a melodious tale of being hopelessly hooked on someone despite knowing better. It's like craving ice cream at midnight - you know it's trouble for your waistline but oh, how divine that first spoonful tastes! This track is a confession booth where Eli admits to being puppeteered by emotions, unable to resist the magnetic pull of a love that probably spells trouble. Each chorus is a sigh, admitting defeat in the battle between heart and sensibility. So next time you text that ex you swore was history, remember: even Eli can't keep his hands to himself. #CantResist #LoveHangover
