GIMME IT

They say "everything in moderation" I take you with my morning tea I won't read the prescription But I don't let anyone see I get refills too often My friends, they check on me daily We lock ourselves in my apartment And I can't accept I've fallen off, fallen off, fallen off You're my crutch, the habit that I can't kick And I know it but I won't admit so Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it You're the bandaid that I can't rip off You're the drop that I need for my cough so Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it If you're not in front of me You're in my shallow pocket all day I'll see you through my cracked screen And I never get time away As easy as it may seem You won't wash out of my dirty routine Out of the 12, I'm still stuck on step three And I can't accept I've dropped the ball, dropped the ball, dropped the ball You're my crutch, the habit that I can't kick And I know it but I won't admit so Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it You're the bandaid that I can't rip off You're the drop that I need for my cough so Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it So gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it So gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it Gimme it