You said
I had a drug problem
When really
I was addicted to you
Your kiss would bring the
Rush to my head and the
Dizziness down to my toes
But you never saw that
You couldn't understand
What its like to be addicted
And leaving me was
Hard for you, but not enough
To be happy in someone else's
Arms
I hope her kiss is addictive
And she brings that rush
To you;
Because I never could
And my addiction is still
Begging for your touch
Late at night
When I'm higher than
The stars in the night skies
That remind me of your eyes
The line in front of me
Is just a diversion to
Distract my mind of you.
My Addiction
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
You said
I had a drug problem
When really
I was addicted to you
Your kiss would bring the
Rush to my head and the
Dizziness down to my toes
But you never saw that
You couldn't understand
What its like to be addicted
And leaving me was
Hard for you, but not enough
To be happy in someone else's
Arms
I hope her kiss is addictive
And she brings that rush
To you;
Because I never could
And my addiction is still
Begging for your touch
Late at night
When I'm higher than
The stars in the night skies
That remind me of your eyes
The line in front of me
Is just a diversion to
Distract my mind of you.
My Addiction
