All i needed to do.Was get just a taste of you.

I like to wake and go to bed around whenever
I like to maybe come and go when i choose
But now I’m waiting for a text, call, whatever
What’s gotten into me, besides you
You’re like a rush, you’re like a drug, it’s just the sight of you
I like to think that I could kick you but it’s what you do
You knew we could be
What’s the lord think of me
But you’re so ***kin weak I find it hard for me to breathe