Addiction

If I were someone else would you Only then would you choose me? It bruises opportunities, and oh You've got an act for choosing all the wrong things; Leaving when it's not quite easy Faking with yourself comes easy Tried to get it off my mind But now that it's too late The thought just never leaves The words just don't make sense Rumour has it that you have a new addiction And it's not quite as it seems You've got and act for choosing all the wrong things Leaving when it's not quite easy Faking with yourself comes easy Tried to get it off my mind But now that it's too late The thought just never leaves The words just don't make sense Tried to get it off my mind But now that it's too late The thought just never leaves The words just don't make sense