Want to but I can't help it. I love the way it feels. Its got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real. I need it when I want it. I want it when I don't.
Tell myself I'll stop every day, knowing that I won't. I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it. Even if I did I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it, I'm taken by the thought of it.
And I know this much is true. Baby you have become my addiction. I'm so strung out on you. I can barely move but I like it and it's all because of you.
