Occasional Becomes Addiction

God,I miss it.
And I would do it again if given the chance.
So, do it again.
Give into your cravings. You'll thank yourself.
When your reality is once again left behind.
When your reality is left behind.

You can't stop yourself.
Occasional becomes addiction.
One taste is all it takes.
Just one taste gets rid of all your mistakes.
And you're addicted.

"It makes me feel good." She said.
"It makes me feel better."
But what is it that's making her feel bad to begin with?
This isn't the answer...
But she's addicted. She can't stop. I can't stop.
Can't deal with reality.
Just one more fix and you'll be fine.

You can't stop yourself.
Occasional becomes addiction.
One taste is all it takes.
Just one taste gets rid of all your mistakes.
And you're addicted.

Give into your cravings, you'll thank yourself.
When your reality is once again left behind.
Just one more fix and you'll be fine.
You'll be fine.
Just one taste gets rid of all your mistakes.
That's all it takes.
For occasional to become addiction.

Erase This Old Love Song From My Heart

The hardest part of this is letting go
We've had so many memories, I just can't forget,
I still feel your arms around me, and the taste of your lips
But I know I have to erase you from my mind
Before I can move on for good

It started out as a love song, but then it went all wrong
You stopped calling, and I forgot the words
I was supposed to be singign along
It started out as a love song, but now it's just
A miserable memory.

I don't know if there's anything I can do-
I just can't shake your words from my ears,
And I don't know how to feel anymore.
I still look into your eyes when I close mine,
And it seems like there's only one way to make
You go away.

I think I have to hate you to erase you from my heart.


It started out as a love song, but then it went all wrong
You stopped calling, and I forgot the words
I was supposed to be singign along
It started out as a love song, but now it's just
A miserable memory.

I know that if I love you still I can't move on
And maybe if I dream of you one more time,
It will haunt me, and I'll lie awake in bed.
Thinking of your arms around me,
But it's all a broken memory and
I'll be so miserable without you, I'll grow to hate you.

It started out as a love song, but then it went all wrong
You stopped calling, and I forgot the words
I was supposed to be singign along
It started out as a love song, but now it's just
A miserable memory.

Maybe if I sing this old love song out of key,
I'll erase this painful memory