• Nicotine

    by  • May 29, 2017 • The Ex • 0 Comments

    Cross my heart and hope to die.
    Burn my lungs and curse my eyes.
    I’ve lost control and I don’t want it back.
    I’m going numb.

    I taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you.
    So I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do.
    Yeah, you’re worse than nicotine.

    It’s better to burn than to fade away.
    It’s better to leave than to be replaced.
    I’m losing to you, baby I’m not match.
    I’m going numb, I’ve been hijacked.

    Just one more hit and then we’re through,
    ‘Cause you could never love me back.
    Cut every tie I have to you, ’cause your loves a fuckin drag.

    But I need it so bad.

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