They found me curled up in your old Tshirt
Old notes ripped and crumpled from a strong grip
And trembling from the withdraw
I thought I knew nothing of addiction
Until I tried 24 hours without --
Without craving you in some way.
The sound of your name is like
A sip of alcohol to an AA member
Your cologne is a shot of heroin:
Exciting and gone before you know it
Your eyes are like a sniff of coke
Making my whole body shiver
Your touch is like sitting in a haze
Relaxing, familiar, amnesic…
I wish everything you did could go away,
So when I take a draw tonight,
The smoke won't have anything to cover.