You're talking in circles
And ever so fast
Lie after lie
You're trying to pass
Drinking and Drugging
Are making it worse
You think that it's helping
It's really a curse
You want money from me
That I can't do
You think that it's love
If only you knew
True love is resisting
Your pleas in the night
Your angry words hurt
I don't want to fight
If I ever give in
To your devils I fear
It will **** you for sure
And we'll both disappear
My adult adopted daughter suffers from bipolar. She is usually ok until she gets bored and turns to drugs and drinking. Hard to help, and hard to watch.