There’s a new drug in town
That I can’t wait to get my hands on

They say he is addictive
I can attest to that myself
They say he’s super sweet
But I think he’s hot as hell

Like a moth to a flame
I find myself at his doorstep again
Begging for one more kiss
Begging for one more on my lips

“I swear it’s totally under control
It’s just a silly little crush”
Is what I told myself before
I fell head over heels for his touch.

No I don’t need rehab or an intervention
Because he is the perfect medicine
To heal my hollow heart
And make me feel like living art.