your love is my drug
i need more although you are bad for me
i need your body on mine to ease the pain
i need your lips pressed against mine to fuel my addiction
i need you to drift me to sleep at night
your love is my drug
and i am helplessly addicted

his heart is a puzzle
too complex to solve
but all she has ever wanted was to own his heart

so she gathered the pieces
accounted for them one by one
and began to assemble the puzzle
although in her own heart, she knew it would never be completed

our bodies match in an absolutely flawless manner
they sing together with a fiery passion
theyre symphonies writing themselves
theyre perfect harmonies within
like a cadence of sweet victory