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Those things you thought that obscene
Will quickly become routine
And he invited you
An addict quickly indressed
With ot get off her chest
You made a trade you're sober
And it to remind you
Of all that's you
But i don't want to you right now...
'cause they say it gets before it gets worse
You know it gets better, so of course it worse

Your made of dollar bills
You'd spend them all on some thrill
But what you're older?
You stuck a point your arm
But did you the harm?
As it up your shoulder...
Did it make you feel
Right it got worse
I used to make you better
But now it hurts...
And there's no hope 'cause i'm in with you
I cannot cope; guess i'm too

You keep on over me
I keep on over you
It me what it's come to be
It me what i mean to you
'cause killing me......

And all you would think
It's my fault when all in all i know is you're killing me!