You're cocaine. A horrible addiction that I can't seem to lose. I shake, I sweat, I can't think about anything else. And I keep thinking, one hit, just one will be enough. But it never is. I'm always looking for more. Once I have it, I need it and I just can't stop. I can't think. Can't breathe. Can't feel anything other than the need for more. When I look at you and you meet my eyes I could swear that time stops moving. The world ceases to spin and everything around me disappears. I'm a junkie and I can't stop using, not even when you break my heart. Not even when you make me feel worthless, can I put you down and let you go. I don't want to break the habit.