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No One But Me


Like whiskey

Under my skin

I fall off the wagon

I lose myself

In you

Too much to lose

That's what I tell myself

To rid myself

Of this guilt

And shame

For playing this game

Playing with this fire

I should know better

Then to touch a live wire

 

Don't tell me

To stop

Don't ask me

To explain it

I can't quit you

I don't want to

I need it

I don't need you

Just need that rush

Need your touch

I'm not asking for much

No one has to know

Or get hurt

No one but me

No one has to see

What goes on between you and me

No one has to know

A dirty little secret

A beautiful disaster

Spinning out of control

Faster and faster

I don't mind

Just give me what I need

 

I don't need you

I need it

Don't tell me

To stop

Enough is enough

When I say it is

Don't hang up on me

Let me be

Hung up on you

Just like needing a drag

From a cigarette

A last sip

From a brandy

I don't need you

But I got to have it

I can't quit

Got to chase this fire

Because I only feel

When I'm touching that live wire

Touching you feels real

And I need 

Something

To help me feel

No one has to know

No one is getting hurt

No one

But me

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