 | It’s not just a drug
It’s even more than two
The way my heartstrings tug
Oh, I don’t have a clue
I’m in love – not coke, not ecstasy
Can’t you just set me free?
I can’t omit, erase and delete
The way you make me crumble down the street
With bittersweet trips
Of touch, of showering affection
Your laughter – it wounds me
And embitters the nasty infection
Maybe I should go to rehab
But I’ll sure bring you
It’s addiction. I’m an addict.
At least you can call me a love freak
If there is such as Love Anonymous
Love will win the truce
I sink down the waters
But never shall I let go of the lover
Now I know what real addiction means
Worse than an alcoholic – I’m a lovaholic
My mind can never work at ease
‘Cause I can’t breathe with one more tease
Addict – not for long
I’d be gone by crack of dawn
I call it addiction -
The by-product of your complex affection ? |  |
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