You? Baby, A “petty” drug

I don’t really miss you

I just miss your taste

The way you kissed me

Gently and passionately

A hand on my throat the other on my waist

Baby baby you don’t know me

But you know I like affection with a little pain

You had me, had me so good

Better than your friend

Who tried months to get me

Yet with an amazing kiss

I was at the palm of your hand

Writing symphonies and dreaming


As if we could ever

Be more than just a fuck

That’s what you wanted

You almost got it

Until I said stop

Haven’t touched you ever since

I’m sober now

You have no affect on me

You’re just a petty drug

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