The day I chose to light that stick up
The day I chose to hold your hand
I fell trap to every breath I took from it
My heart fell for you
Many people have said its bad for you
The warnings, whispers of unsightly stories
Some understood, its atrocious addiction
Your charms, your kind precious heart
I inhaled once or twice
more than I should have
A kiss or two, tender gentle skin contact
Its scent attracted me more every time
That cologne you use,
that shirt I love that you wear
The contents harming me pieces by pieces,
I took no sign
Little tortures, little toleration, little lies
I had thoughts if I should quit,
I've said it more than once
Letting go of you could send me sighs of relief
But I always turn back,
Took another breath and another...
Just one more.
Gentle holds and seductive touches, sounds of love spreading
I can't stop
It's dangerous,
tempting
and unbelievably addictive
Keep me close
I've gotten used to the comfort,
I've embraced every moment
Unbelievable...
And I know it's going to be hard to move away
You are worse than...
*...nicotine
Inspired by Panic! At The Disco's 'Nicotine'.