You are my drug

I’ve been running white lines down the 44

Searching for a feeling I can’t find no more

Between the empty coffee cups and the static on the dash

I’m just a ghost in a jacket, waiting for the crash

I used to think the remedy was found in a jar

Or the temporary solace of a dim-lit bar.

But the whiskey’s got a ceiling and the pills got a cost

And I’m tired of counting up everything I’ve lost

Then you walk in the room like a quiet Sunday morn'

And I forget why I was ever travel-worn.

'Cause baby, loving you is like getting stoned

It settles in my marrow and it finds its way home

I don't need a needle or a glass to feel the rush

The world goes quiet in the middle of your touch

It’s a natural high, sent from up above

I’m a desperate man, and you are my drug.

My hands used to shake when the sun went down

Chasing any kind of shadow in this godforsaken town

But you’re the steady hand on a trembling heart

The only thing that keeps me from falling apart

They say addiction is a hole you can't fill

But I’ll take your spirit over any kind of pill.[Bridge]

And if the withdrawal hits when you walk out the door

I’ll be shaking on the tile, begging for more

I’m a junkie for your kindness, a fool for your grace

I find my salvation in the lines on your face.

Yeah, loving you is like getting stoned

It settles in my marrow and it finds its way home

I don't need a needle or a glass to feel the rush

The world goes quiet in the middle of your touch

It’s a natural high, sent from up above

I’m a desperate man, and you are my drug.

(Outro]

Yeah, you’re my fix...

You’re the habit I ain't ever gonna kick!

You are...

You are...

You are my drug