I'm Marla.
I am the chocolate bar that made you break your diet.
You love it for every second it lasts - but you'll be kicking yourself later.
I am an evening of margaritas and body shots.
Great times through the night - but you'll feel like shit in the morning.
I am skipping a day of the gym.
You're chillin now - but you'll be hating the little chunks Friday night.
I am liquid cocaine.
I am speeding on the highway.
I am a bag of Lay's chips.
I am Crown on Ice.
I am MySpace.
Like salt on a wound,
Like putting out a lighter with your fingertips,
You know its gonna fucking hurt, but you can't resist it.
You can't resist touching me one more time.
Like me trying to quit Coke,
Like every guy who's tried to tie me down,
It seems like a good idea at the time, but its not gonna happen.
You won't get me out from under your skin.
Like a sugar rush I crawl through your veins and speed up your pulse.
I make you sweat, make you smile.
You're dizzy, dazed and even a little deaf and dumb.
One taste from my lips and you're launched from the atmostphere -
For hours we sit among the stars.
Then like the crack of a whip or the lightning before the thunder,
You crash back down and you're left broken and lifeless.
Like being kicked in the stomach, mouth dry and head pounding,
The same nails that scratched down your back are now running down a dusty green chalkboard.
But sure as a a hive is surrounded by bees...
And sure as fish are suckers for live bait...
... sure as you're gonna keep smoking out,
You know you're gonna call me back.
You need me.
Just face it, you need me.
You need me like a bad habit.
You love it for every second it lasts - but you'll be kicking yourself later.
I am an evening of margaritas and body shots.
Great times through the night - but you'll feel like shit in the morning.
I am skipping a day of the gym.
You're chillin now - but you'll be hating the little chunks Friday night.
I am liquid cocaine.
I am speeding on the highway.
I am a bag of Lay's chips.
I am Crown on Ice.
I am MySpace.
Like salt on a wound,
Like putting out a lighter with your fingertips,
You know its gonna fucking hurt, but you can't resist it.
You can't resist touching me one more time.
Like me trying to quit Coke,
Like every guy who's tried to tie me down,
It seems like a good idea at the time, but its not gonna happen.
You won't get me out from under your skin.
Like a sugar rush I crawl through your veins and speed up your pulse.
I make you sweat, make you smile.
You're dizzy, dazed and even a little deaf and dumb.
One taste from my lips and you're launched from the atmostphere -
For hours we sit among the stars.
Then like the crack of a whip or the lightning before the thunder,
You crash back down and you're left broken and lifeless.
Like being kicked in the stomach, mouth dry and head pounding,
The same nails that scratched down your back are now running down a dusty green chalkboard.
But sure as a a hive is surrounded by bees...
And sure as fish are suckers for live bait...
... sure as you're gonna keep smoking out,
You know you're gonna call me back.
You need me.
Just face it, you need me.
You need me like a bad habit.