How street cut revved up you got me,
my twisted messed up destiny.
I?m out of reasons to believe
but still I am not breaking free.
 
And if you take me down I don't mind.
And if you burn me out that is   fine.
 
Cause I haven?t done enough drugs,
I wish I could call that the reason for my love.
When I told you I wanted you I wasn't fucked up, just crazy,
'cause I haven't done enough drugs     to feel this way.
 
Bad luck good lust all in time,
excess regress call you mine,
technically there?s been no crime
but I?m the one who'll take the dive.
 
And if you keep me around I?ll fall back,
your cherry lips are my relapse.
 
Cause I haven?t done enough drugs,
I wish I could call that the reason for my love.
When I told you I wanted you I wasn't fucked up, just crazy,
I haven't done enough drugs     to feel this way.
 
You got me,        the way that I feel.
You got me,        baby, I?m going crazy.
  I haven't done enough drugs
  I wish I could call that the reason for my love.
 
I haven?t done enough drugs,
I wish I could call that the reason for my love.
When I told you I wanted you I wasn't fucked up, just crazy,
I haven't done enough drugs     to feel this way,
oh, to feel this way
'cause you're in my veins,
feel this way.