Gimme It
They say "everything in moderation"
I take you with my morning tea
I won't read the prescription
But I don't let anyone see
I get refills too often
My friends, they check on me daily
We lock ourselves in my apartment
And I can't accept I've fallen off, fallen off, fallen off
You're my crutch, the habit that I can't kick
And I know it but I won't admit so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
You're the Band-Aid that I can't rip off
You're the drop that I need for my cough so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
If you're not in front of me
You're in my shallow pocket all day
I'll see you through my cracked screen
And I never get time away
As easy as it may seem
You won't wash out of my dirty routine
Out of the twelve, I'm still stuck on step three
And I can't accept I've dropped the ball, dropped the ball, dropped the ball
You're my crutch, the habit that I can't kick
And I know it but I won't admit so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
You're the Band-Aid that I can't rip off
You're the drop that I need for my cough so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
So gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
So gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
Gimme it
I take you with my morning tea
I won't read the prescription
But I don't let anyone see
I get refills too often
My friends, they check on me daily
We lock ourselves in my apartment
And I can't accept I've fallen off, fallen off, fallen off
You're my crutch, the habit that I can't kick
And I know it but I won't admit so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
You're the Band-Aid that I can't rip off
You're the drop that I need for my cough so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
If you're not in front of me
You're in my shallow pocket all day
I'll see you through my cracked screen
And I never get time away
As easy as it may seem
You won't wash out of my dirty routine
Out of the twelve, I'm still stuck on step three
And I can't accept I've dropped the ball, dropped the ball, dropped the ball
You're my crutch, the habit that I can't kick
And I know it but I won't admit so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
You're the Band-Aid that I can't rip off
You're the drop that I need for my cough so
Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
So gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
So gimme it, gimme it, gimme it, gimme it
Gimme it
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Writer(s): Cassidy Cantú
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