My addiction takes over. I give in, once more. Then the pain consumes me and the tears will surely come. Over and over I allow my heart to be crushed. The moral of the story never really sinks in. The lesson is never learned. You've got me wrapped around your little finger. You know I'll always give in to my addiction. This bittersweet love will be the death of me and a most painful death at that. I seem to be the only one that can't see through you. I need you. My drug. My candy. My addiction is you.