you're the drug i can't detox
you're the blood i can't draw
you've made me the puppy in the box
and this is something he saw.

you're the cramp in my side
the pain comes back when mentioned
you're the ghost of the girl who died
haunting the bad-intentioned

you're an attitude of everything i need
i've got an attitude of craving
you've told me i've been defeated
but my heart is worth saving

i thought deposits would make room
in case i need to withdrew
but was wrong to assume
we couldn't be robbed out of the blue

i've torn myself down
to repay my debts and dues
yet it seems i can only drown
in the conspicuity of your cues

i once dreamt of an earth*
where the blue skies weren't my mind
to you i had worth
your empathy was something i could find