If I get you out of my mind
I will not be able to get you out of my heart
Love is a game of trades,
although it seems you are the only dealer.
I want to inject you into my bloodstream and drip your euphoria
or burn with you in blankets of fire
Smoke me until I have been tasted with all the wasted lips of reckless youth.
Addiction is my drive and you are the cure
So save me and take me to meetings where I can talk with other sad people like me