Using You

Give me the hard drugs You never think you'll be a junkie 'til you are one Now my friends are telling me I've got a problem Well, they should've told me sooner, 'cause I'm on one And I don't think I'm getting off of Your love That shit is magic psychotropic pixie moon dust I need a little bit the minute that I wake up And a little more at work, just a small bump Or my head is gonna hurt I'm using you, and I'm not mad about it It's feeling too good for me to doubt it Attention gets me higher than the moon C'mon, baby, you can be the lighter to my spoon Baby, I'm using you Yeah, it's that good stuff I could kill a couple fellas if they had some When I'm empty, hit their pockets like a gold rush And if the cops can pull me over, I'll be fired up It's better than going to jail sober I'm using you, and I'm not mad about it It's feeling too good for me to doubt it Attention gets me higher than the moon C'mon, baby, you can be the lighter to my spoon Baby, I'm using you It's something in your eyes, so green and electric Something that I should know not to mess with If I don't wanna brand new source of addiction But I'm fixin' to get my fix, so I'm using you I'm using you I'm using you I'm using I'm using again I'm using you, and I'm not mad about it It's feeling too good for me to doubt it Attention gets me higher than the moon C'mon, baby, you can be the lighter to my spoon What happens if I light a little fire under you? Baby, I'm using you