Addicted

Yeah…

I know I should probably quit…

But if this is what it feels like

Let me be addicted to it.

First dose got me feeling like I’m somebody new, Running through my system, changing everything I do. I know I’m getting hooked, I can feel it in my chest, Tell myself I’ve had enough, then I’m reaching for the next.

I don’t even wanna fight it,

Let it circulate inside me.

Every time I go without it

Something in my body reminds me.

Got me staying up late,

Thinking when I’ll get it again.

Saying, “This the last time,”

Knowing damn well I’ll be back by the end.

Maybe it’s unhealthy,

Maybe I’m in too deep.

But something about that feeling

Makes it impossible to leave.

So don’t take it away from me.

Don’t tell me I’ve had enough.

If this is really an addiction

Then let me stay in love with the rush.

Let me be addicted to it…

I don’t wanna come down tonight.

Give me another little dose,

Let it take over my mind.

Let me be addicted to it…

I know I’m already hooked.

Every time I think I’m finished,

One taste got me coming back for another look. I know, I know,

Maybe I should quit…

But if it feels this damn good

Let me be addicted to it.

I’m building up a tolerance,

Still somehow I need more.

Every dose hits different

Than the one I had before.

Got my heart accelerating,

Got my thoughts becoming reckless.

I know exactly what I’m chasing,

Still pretending I’m defenseless.

Tell me there’s a cure,

I probably wouldn’t even take it.

Tell me I could walk away,

I’d probably turn around and chase it.

’Cause nothing else compares,

Nothing hits the same.

I can go a couple days,

Then something whispers out its name.

It’s got control without controlling,

Got me wanting without knowing

How something could become a habit

Without me noticing it growing.

(Oooo… oooo…)

Maybe I’m gone.

Maybe I like it.

Give me that rush again,

Straight through my veins again.

That little high that makes me swear

I’ll never need another thing again.

Then it fades…

And I’m back wanting more.

Funny how addiction

Always leaves you waiting at the door.

Let me be addicted to it…

Don’t make me come down tonight.

I know exactly what it does,

Still I want another high.

Let me be addicted to it…

Yeah, I’ll admit that shit.

If wanting more is the symptom

Then I got every bit of it.

No rehab for this feeling.

No pretending I can quit.

If this is my addiction…

Let me be addicted to it.

You probably thought I meant something

I could swallow…

Something running through my blood…

Something I could quit tomorrow.

Nah.

There was never any substance.

Never any dose.

Never anything in my veins.

It was her.

Every high.

Every craving.

Every time I said I needed more.

I was talking about her

The whole fucking song.

(Oooo… oooo… Oooo…)

Yeah…

Now you get it…