(mmmmm) (oh-oh-oh) Woke up with you on my nightstand again
Little ghost of vapor,
my invisible friend
Told myself just once before I brush my teeth
Now I can't remember how it feels to breathe (mmm)
And I know,
I know it's bad for me
But God it tastes
like something I need (oh)
I'm addicted to the hit,
I hate that I love it Blow it all away but I
always come back to it Taste it on my tongue like a
dirty little secret Can't stop,
won't stop, and God I can't believe it (oh-oh-oh)
I google the side effects,
laugh and click away
Tell my mom I quit it like three months ago today
There's a ring around the windowsill,
a ring around my head
I keep reaching for the one thing I swore I said I'd
dread (mmm)
And I swear,
I swear I'll stop tonight
But first just one more,
just one more time (oh-oh)
I'm addicted to the hit,
I hate that I love it Blow it all away but I
always come back to it Taste it on my tongue like a
dirty little secret Can't stop,
won't stop, and God I can't believe it (oh-oh-oh)
You're bad for me
and that's the point Got fog in my lungs and thorns in
my throat I built a shrine out of a bad habit And
now I'm praying to the thing I can't quit (oh) (oh-oh-oh-oh)
I'm addicted to the hit,
I hate that I love it Blow it all away but I
always come back to it Taste it on my tongue like a
dirty little secret Can't stop,
won't stop, and God I can't believe it (oh-oh-oh)
(yeah, yeah, yeah) (oh) (mmmm)