Some love can taste like the finest wine
I know it's wrong, but it's the most sweetest crime
That I've overdosed on...
I leaned on it like a crutch to suppress my darkest flaws
Without realizing this toxin only enhanced them all
But I kept on drinking it
It made me warm inside
Narrowed my eyes and falsely personified
Because it was temporary
I'd wake up just to realize that something I loved to overdose on
Went against the son of Mary
And left me with a headache
How many more glasses can I take?
Before I realize the sweetest love is a toxin to me
It hurts to put the bottle down
It just wasn't meant to be