Sparks fly, they sayYou lit me up at nineteenIn a chemical bondHard to breakWhen you didIt was an unnatural thingYour voice, your laugh, your touchOxytocin and dopamineAnd I rememberThat rushYour name glowing on my screenTo be lovedTo be the first thing on your mindWithout the wordsThe weight and the shape of you in my bedI couldn't sleep last nightIt's a drugAnd I'm going through withdrawalI'm sober and not like youWhen all I really wantIs to be lovedAnd you asked meWhen did IStop wearing my ringTruthfullyIt was a long time beforeYou made a wreck of thingsThat white gold bandSo warped and wornAnd didn't even fit on my head anymoreDidn't I knowDidn't I mentionDidn't you listenTo be lovedTo be the first thing on your mindWithout the weight and the shape of you on my handI couldn't sleep at nightIt's a drugAnd I'm going through withdrawalI'm sober and not like youWhen all I really wantIs to find my way to forgivenessYou're my best friendAnd you're making amendsBut myBody's calling my lovelove, love has no conditions, but trust. Sure as hell does, and you're loved, and you'realways on my mind. Like an old tattoo, turning blue, until it fades with time, it's not enough.So I'm going through with drama, sobering up.Sobering up.