I always regret you when I'm done.
Yet your the less of the 2 evils.
Instant gratificationis is what you give me.
I devour you, enjoy every bit of you.
It takes awhile for you to show up, and a long while to get rid of you.
It hurts my feelings when I want to look my best. I regret you desperately.
Yet, my past shows that my other highs are too reckless so I choose you for comfort!