| Those things you thought that were obscene | |
| Will quickly become your routine | |
| And he invited you over | |
| An addict quickly gets indressed | |
| With something ot get off her chest | |
| You made a trade 'cause you're sober | |
| And it stings to remind you | |
| Of all that's behind you | |
| But i don't want to lose you right now...'cause they say it gets better before it gets worse | |
| You know it gets better, so of course it gets worse | |
| Your body's made of dollar bills | |
| You'd spend them all on some cheap thrill | |
| But what when you're older? | |
| You stuck a point into your arm | |
| But did you contemplate the harm? | |
| As it moved up your shoulder... | |
| Did it make you feel better | |
| Right before it got worse | |
| I used to make you feel better | |
| But now it just hurts... | |
| And there's no hope 'cause i'm in love with you | |
| I cannot cope; guess i'm addicted too | |
| You keep on coming over me | |
| I keep on crying over you | |
| It shows me what it's come to be | |
| It shows me what i mean to you'cause you're killing me...... | |
| And after all you would think | |
| It's my fault when all in all i know is that you're killing me! |