Go on...

Sometimes when you're lying awake and you think to yourself

how can I sit here all alone knowing she's with someone else.

It's your heart that gets hurt absorbing all the pain wondering if she ever feels

anything close to the same.

Cause love is like a drug you get addicted from the start, feels good to your soul

even when it breaks your heart and you go on....you go on.

Heartbroken souls will heal, it just takes time, then you look the other way

though it feels like a crime.

Take it when you can, let it wrap you up, like a warm winters blanket

like hot coffee in your cup.

Cause love is like a drug you get addicted from the start and......you....go...on