I must look at myself and question the things I do
For I find though time has taught against it I am still drawn to you
With you it seems the thunder roars before the lightning strikes
And deep inside though the sun may rise I know it's an omen of night
For you must see what you've done to me, my ever vigilant addiction
You have made this humble thing called love into a cancerous infliction
The passion may out weigh the punishment now, but that will pass
But most assuredly I'll step on the shards that made this heart of glass
For you, dear lover, dear treasure, dear passion, are poison to my tongue
A gas that seeps inward and seems to destroy me lungs
And I am your addict, your puppet, your fool, a conundrum for the world to see
And when fingers start pointing at the one to blame, I'll find all point to me
So I will continue on ******* your venomous lies
Until I find my heart and mind wish for you to be the one who cries
With that I will take the glue and piece back my happy day
Praying that although I long for you, this time I'll stay