Men are my vice
I use them
And lose them

I'm an addict
who knows it's wrong
Until I need another hit

I take them late at night
The cover of darkness
Makes me feel safe

I forget about the world
And I feel free
Until I feel awful

I use them for control of my thoughts
And to prevent feelings
That I'd rather not feel

But reality catches up
As I drive home
And I feel *****

If people only knew
What I do in the dark
They'd see me differently

Everyone needs to cope
Some use alcohol, drugs
I cope with men

Men who don't care
Who don't know
What I'm there to ignore

So men are my vice
I use them
Then lose them

And though I feel
Wrong, bad, afterwards
I always go back