I treated you a lot like
I treated alcohol
I tried you once and
At first I wasn't too sure about you
Then I took another sip.
I decided I liked the
Warmness you made me feel sliding
Down my throat and in my stomache.
I thought I could handle you,
Boy was I wrong.
But I couldn't get enough
So I tried you again and again
I could never get enough
Or so I thought
You made me feel different,
Not like myself and I liked that
Then all at once
You made my head hurt
And I didn't know what was going on.
After that I decided you were not a good idea.
But I found myself trying you again,
Despite the fact that I knew
You were no good for me,
Enduring the pain you cause me
Just to feel the way only you made me feel

And here I am today
Wanting, craving you yet again
I know you're no good for me
So why can't I stop th(dr)inking about you?