Addicted love

The taste of the poison is all right,
with the taste of your lips it drips polite,
and with the bed and the night and the crisp candle light,
i'm addicted to you like a -
pipe and a needle would do.
So high,
cant come down,
we can elope and then skip town,
this place is nothing but beat and rundown,
you can wear that wedding gown that's reddish and brown,
they'll all be jealous,
well be the talk of the town,
cause you're addicted to me like -
people are to morning coffee.
The moonlight is bright tonight,
the wind it blows like dynamite,
and just in sight there comes a meteorite,
as a phoenix howls and its wings ignite,
and we collapse and dance into the rhythm of time,
cause were addicted to eachother like -
no one or other lovers could be