You're my methadone

My Nutra Sweet

My false sense of satisfaction



You're my Gucci bag

Bought on the street

My own cheap imitation



And I know that I'm just using you

For my own contentment

And I know that I'm just leading you on

What's wrong with that? 



You're my silicone

My plexiglass

My close approximation



You're my iron lung

My Jarvik heart

It's no big revelation



And I know that I'm just using you

For my own contentment

And I know that I'm just leading you on

What's wrong with that?



And I know

That I should let you go

I shouldn't do to you

What's been done to me

But if I can't 

Have what I want

At least I know

I can take what I need



And I know that I'm just using you

For my own contentment

And I know that I'm just leading you on

What's wrong with that? 



And I know that I'm just using you

I'm just doing what you would do

If I ever gave you the chance to 

What's wrong with that?