Addicted

I don't want to be on your maybe list of women 
Your go to woman of the night 
I know you too well
You're the same kind of I'll give you everything 
I have wants and dreams
And diamond rings 
If you're nice to me. 
I know you. 
You smell like cigarette smoke 
I can't stop inhaling your bullshit
Addicted to you, I might need 
A patch to quit you 
But I know saying goodbye means
Saying hello to you again 
You'll be as intoxicating as alcohol
Slowly Destroying my system 
But I'll love you so much 
You'll write me down on your list
Of women in need of a transplant. 
You are a tricky little bastard 
And if my love doesn't kill you 
I'll hate myself til I die 
Youre words hurt worse than my depression 
Who whispers ever so softly 
"You're mine" 
In the many hands of men wholl 
Never love you
In you're father, in your own eyes
You are as worthless as they come
I've felt you 
Bathtub full of ice water
You turn my body numb. 
You will forever be my shit list 
And I'll be in line of women who 
Hold the same list in their hands
Dying to shred the aftermath 
Of dating the same man
Oh what it would mean to stop knowing you