In the morning
When she disappears under the sunlight's nose
And her thoughts are trapped in a lock and key she holds
And you're hoping
That her kiss would never wander out of sight
But it's always veiled in a smokey cloud of white
(She hits your phone)
Up when you're about to try to let her go
(And you know)
That you're addicted to her special kind of love
And your daylights turned
To what you dreamed
But now you need her near to breathe
(Cause you think)
That you need her toxic love to live
Now you're dreaming
That she's finally done with all the twisted games
But you love that feeling that you get when you play
And you imagine
What your life would be without her piercing stare
But then you snap
Out of it
And act like you don't care
(She hits your phone)
Up when you're about to try to let her go
(And you know)
That you're addicted to her special kind of love
And your daylights turned
To what you dreamed
But now you need her near to breathe
(Cause you think)
That you need her toxic love to live
(She hits your phone)
Up when you're about to try to let her go
(And you know)
That you're addicted to her special kind of love
And your daylights turned
To what you dreamed
But now you need her near to breathe
(Cause you think)
You need her toxic love to live