Oct. 6, 2011

Addicted

From Prisoners Praise by Frances Nichole Whitlock (author's profile)

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9/20/11

Addicted

You've got me up late at night singing the blues
Crying my eyes out over you.
You got me dreaming of things that might never be.
Sippin' on my sorrows like a glass of whiskey.
You got me going through this heartache,
I'm not sure what sense loves to make...
You got me pacing these floors.
Searching like an addict fiending for some more.
More of the love you used to give
Instead of the facade behind which you've hid.
You got me confused on what it is it takes to end
This day to day breaking of my heart you make.
You got me going crazy wrackin' my brain
Trying to figure out why yo're causing me so much pain.
You're like an x-pill
Your love I get high on
It comes crashing down
And you're stealing my smile
And my song and my love
How much longer will this take
Before it's my heart you finally break?
You got my heart twisted up like a rope
Your love to me is better than any dope.
I'm more addicted to you than any drug I've done
It's this love that I can't outrun
So, baby, tell me
What is will finally take
To make my heart unbreak.

I can't help what you do
I'm just totally addicted to you.

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