It's a strange thing, you know
To be addicted to someone
They consume your every thought
You see them in everything you do
You want to be with them, but at the same time you know you can't have them
But it doesn't stop you,from hoping and wishing for them to notice you
It's strange, I say, to want something you can't have.
You want it but you know it will only hurt, if you go for it
My life is strange
My life is complicated
Yet I still live
Maybe it isn't so strange at all
To be addicted to someone
Maybe its all apart of life
I just haven't figured life out yet