This is another song about a girl
The one who makes me scream soft
This girl can make me feel so miserable
But sometimes it feels like I´d rather die in this misery
With seven syllables I´ll spill my heart on to this song

You are... inside... my head... too much
I hate to have to say
You´re my my my my my addition
I can´t... seem to... forget... the taste
That you left that day
It´s my my my my my addiction

Stepping in my life like it´s a rugt that says welcome
I never heard her know the door or ask for permission
I´d tell you she´s a thief but I can´t lie and say i don´t feel alright
This girl can make me feel so miserable
But sometimes it feels like I´d rather die in this misery
With seven syllables I´ll dedicate this song to

You are... inside... my head... too much
I hate to have to say
You´re my my my my my addition
I can´t... seem to... forget... the taste
That you left that day
It´s my my my my my addiction

Her touch is poison trough my skin
Her touch is poison in my vein