you’re worse than nicotine

you're the number thirteen

you're the black cat across the street

i'm no good for you

and you're no good for me

but there's something about you

that keeps pulling me back in

i'm addicted, i'm hooked

i can't help but turn to sin

i need you badly

you consume my thoughts

they swore cigarettes were addictive

but it's your mouth i haven't forgot

god i wish i could quit

but you fool me with your tricks

i need you, i love you

like an addict craves his fix