I never got addicted to drugs but I got addicted to you
As strong as you were to me I often found myself relapsing wanting more and feeling helpless 
What drove me crazy the most is that you were the dealer 
But there were many buyers 
Sometimes you wavied your own prices
 Other times you said you didn’t have anything to offer 
I watched how other women paraded around off your high
Love intoxicating me for 
There’s no cure for what I endured 
There’s no cure for the kind of love that you give 
There’s no hope for that kind of love
One can only hope to cure themselves and to see themselves rid of your addiction
Love was never really my thing because I never thought I would be an addict

Bad habits x Aleya Angelique