I forget, do they get smaller or bigger?
Because your pupils I barely see
Oh that's right, they fade away
Like your trust has faded with me
Everyone thinks they have a handle
Things just won't get out of hand
I wish it was that simple
But we live in addiction land
"I haven't changed a bit
You should love me for me"
I do love you for you
But not for the drugs I see
Stretched across your bed top
The only place I feel secure
I find a bag of seringes
I don't think I need say more
I watched you as you started walking down the hill
The strut turned to a run
Then stumblng on your own feet
Tell me, is falling downhill that fun?
Because you know I'm right beside you
Trying to keep your head from breaking
And if it's a risk I have to take to keep you
I guess there are risks I must be taking
It's okay, I got a handle on things
I really know when to say no
God damn it, how long do these shakes last?
Just give me a bag for the road
I'll keep your head above the water
But I'm breathing in some, too
But I can keep myself afloat
As long as I can rescue you
Stop the madness, stop the drugs
The mud, the dirt, the junk, the horse
Stop the lies, stop the withdrawals
Fine, we can allow ONE more bag of course
Because it's numbing to the senses
The shakes we fight away
We lie in bed at night, sweating, crying
Fighting the addicion each day
But hey, who really wants to fight it?
It has a sort of charm
It's not a drug, it's a lifestyle
A family that will keep you safe from harm
Stop the madness, why do I agree?
Why am I fine with the drugs on the streets?
Why do my eyes twinkle at the thought
Of all the bundles of dope to be bought?
Why does the taste make my knees weak
Leavng me with not one word to speak?
Why is it that when it's not around
I'm falling down, kicked on the ground
I hate you like a backstabbing woman
The worse you treat me, the more I want
Since when did cracking open a bag
And shooting become nonchalant
You've never touched dear heroin?
Well, dear, that's just a crime
If you want to get hooked
I'll be there for your first time
I see the evil in you darling
But the devil was never unappealing
Who can't find comfort in getting doped up?
Never felt such a sublime feeling
Kill me now please, there's too much pain
Too much heart ache, too much rain
Too many lies, too much deceit
Too many drugs running the streets
Too much horse, too much junk
Too much dope leads to too much funk
Too many lines and emptied out bags
Too many good times turned into drags
Too much H, too much fun
Getting too sick, wanting to be done
Just one more time, then I'll kick
Just one more line so I'm not sick
Just one more bag to ease the pain
Cut me some more to keep me sane
I hate the drug and all that follows
Without this love I'm feeling hollow
It's become a part of who we are
Ths love, this life, this drugs gone far
 
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