Junkies
JUNKIES
© by Heather Pierson

I don’t wanna want you this much, baby
You got me off my sleep and off my feed
You left me here hanging with this ever-burnin’ need
With this ever-burnin’ need

I’m so tired of thinking of you, baby
It’s got me on edge and on my toes
Will this aching ever leave me?
Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows

I’ve got it bad and it ain’t good
This feels worse than I ever thought it could
Oh, I wish this weren’t real
I know how those junkies feel

I don’t wanna crave you this much, baby
I feel like I need you in order to survive
Why, why, why…
Why must I still be alive?

My life was great, my life was grand
Til I let you take me by the hand
Oh, I wish this weren’t real
I know how those junkies feel

My life was great, my life was good
Then you messed it up as much as you could
Oh, I wish this weren’t real
I know, I know, I know…
I know how those junkies feel
Yes, I know how those junkies feel