You're my 12-step program
You're my addiction in the afternoon.
You're my rush when I have you
You're my reason to feel again tomorrow

My withdrawals give me shakes
Tremors make me weak
The floor is my new bed
And your name is all I seek

I'm coming down from my madness
Leaves a bitter taste in my mouth
I need my fix again your kiss
But the well has ran out.