...Addiction...

...Am I your addiction
Do you wish this story was fiction?
I'm auspicious even in illusion
Forced to end this story, here's the conclusion
Keep you distance
I'm not hearing it, don't expect me to listen
You can speak eloquent
But your words to me are irrelecant
I'm not playing this game anymore
You've already ate the apple down to the core
I have nothing left my heart's too sore
You might have built up my confidence
But I'm not going back it's become menatonous
I'm dancing to a new melody
Take your path, I'll take mine
If they tend to cross, I might make the time
I've always had the answers to your questions, but when I ask there's no replication
But I teeter totter as your temptation
When I start to put the thought of you aside
When the feelings I have start to die
Our lives find a way to collide
You care about me, but don't want me
But when I'm around you you don't want me to leave
I don't and can't understand your tactics
I'm the addiction, your the addict
You smoke a pack and quit
Week later your craving for it to be relit
You've based your individual on your own philosophy
And loving you is involuntary
I've tried to understand our attraction
Why our chemicals mix and get a reaction
Why we can't leave it at goodbye
How when it's over you still have that high
Without a solution to this equation
I have nothing left for saving
You do what you want, I"ll do what I want
In the end I'm your addiction and you need what I got...