Addicted to the fall

(mmm-mmm-mmm) (ahhh—ha) I told myself just one more time and woke up on the

bathroom floor

I keep the bottle close at night because I don't know what

I'm for

(mmm) The mirror shows a stranger's face I learned to love the

burning taste

And I swear I tried to stop

but my hands won't let me drop it (ohhh)

I am the thing I promised I'd never be So beautiful and

broken, I can't get free (yeah—yeah)

It pulls me under every single time Addicted to the fall,

and the fall feels fine (ohhhh)

I count the hours till it's dark because the daylight hurts too

much I've memorized the reasons why

but still I reach before I touch

(mmm) A ritual, a quiet war

I don't remember what I'm for

And I swear I tried to quit

but my blood won't let me sit (ohhh—ohhhh)

I am the thing I promised I'd never be So beautiful and

broken, I can't get free

(yeah—yeah) It pulls me under every single time Addicted to the fall,

and the fall feels fine (ohhhh)

Maybe I love the way it burns

Maybe I never wanted out (ahhhh) I am the wreck I keep

returning to (ohhhh)

I am the thing

I promised I'd never be So beautiful and broken,

I can't get free

(yeah—yeah—yeah) It pulls me under every single time Addicted to the fall,

and the fall feels fine (ohhhh—ohhhh) (ohhhh) (mmm-mmm) (ahhhh)