Well, I quit smokin’ and I quit drinkin’
But I can’t stop thinking of you.
Crawled out of the bottle. No Smokin’s my motto,
But I can’t abstain from you.
You’re my main addiction; a chronic affliction.
I’m dependent with you.

Sobriety has been painless. Kickin’ the habit’s a success,
But I can’t get over you.
I guess that I’m withdrawlin’. Oh, I’m still fallin’
Boots over ass for you.
This is my confession, you’re my obsession
‘cause I’m possessed with you.

Yeah, I paid some prices with the rest of my vices,
But I’ve just gone broke with you.
Now I’m degenerating with all of this waiting,
And still no cure for you.
I put up a good fight, so read me my last rights
‘cause I’m terminal with you.