Writer: | Tyler Povanda |
Writer: | Chris Flannery |
Writer: | Phil McGarry |
I need a crutch. I need a chemical with a name I can’t pronounce. I need a fix. You were the mortar in between my bricks, but now nothing will stick. Got your voice still in my ears, and now I’m jonesin’ somethin’ fierce. I don’t think of you at all, Love. Do you still think of me?
You said you need affection, just not the kind that could ever come from me. I think I’ve hit rock bottom with translucent orange bottles, and now I’ll never leave. Got your voice still in my ears, and now I’m jonesin’ somethin’ fierce. I don’t think of you at all, Love. Do you still think of me? Now the drugs ain’t gonna help, and now you’re jonesin’ for someone else. Oh, you don’t think of me anymore, but I still think of you. I can’t stop thinking of you. I can’t stop.
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