The feel of our hands entwined
The feel of your lips on mine
The way that you make me feel
For the first time I can really deal.
Deal with the pain of life
Deal with that cut of the knife
Addicted to your love
Or addicted to the lack of
Whatever you are doing to me
It's opened my eyes, and now I can see
Who are you? Who am I?
Do you want to live? Do I want to die?
Then the word hit me, all you do is lie
As I try and try not to fall out and cry
I hate that now, you make me feel dead
You fill my heart with pain and dread
Like the world is a party and I'm not invited
The words, "you're not welcome" sound over recited
Still I am addicted to the pain that you bring.
Like you say that you love me but it doesn't mean a thing.
And still I need my daily fix
of your horrid and hurtful pain bringing mix
Mix of False love, mix of greed
Mix of false hope, and dirty deeds.
And I hide my addiction because I'm ashamed
But the others just like me know I'm not to be blamed.
Just because I'm addicted to the pain that you give
Without it I don't know just how I could live.
There's no clinic to treat an addiction to you
I could try with all my might till I'm black and I'm blue
And I just have to scream out whatâ??s written on my face
Oh baby I love you through time and space
But you don't care because you're a leach.
And you tease me by staying just out of my reach.
And you kissed me on last time still painfully soft.
And my addiction to you leaves me alone, afraid, lost.
And I long for our hands entwined.
Your lips on mine.
The way that you make me feel
Trapped and Addicted.
