Nicotine Patch
It started with distance
And the lack of a smile
A sudden resistance
Made it not feel worthwhile
It's a fine line to tread
Are the signs true enough?
Cause it cuts me to threads
And you know it sets me off
Feeling like a nicotine patch
Am I just a waste?
It's an itch you must scratch
You're craving the taste
If nicotine is what he is to you
What am I, but a burden, to do?
A shallow addiction
Or an honest mistake?
A painting of fiction
Or a nightmare to wake?
Feeling oh so outnumbered
By the figure of one
Would the emptiness numb her
Or should I say I'm done?
It's a fine line to tread
Are the signs true enough?
Cause it cuts me to threads
And you know it sets me off
Feeling like a nicotine patch
Am I just a waste?
It's an itch you must scratch
You're craving the taste
If nicotine is what he is to you
What am I, but a burden, to do?
We have history, what do you have?
I was here first but I always come last
This is reality, you can't get what you want
I thought we were something, but I guess that I was wrong
I think what you need is a wake-up call
Feeling like a nicotine patch
Am I just a waste?
It's an itch you must scratch
You're craving the taste
If nicotine is what he is to you
What am I, but a burden, to do?
And the lack of a smile
A sudden resistance
Made it not feel worthwhile
It's a fine line to tread
Are the signs true enough?
Cause it cuts me to threads
And you know it sets me off
Feeling like a nicotine patch
Am I just a waste?
It's an itch you must scratch
You're craving the taste
If nicotine is what he is to you
What am I, but a burden, to do?
A shallow addiction
Or an honest mistake?
A painting of fiction
Or a nightmare to wake?
Feeling oh so outnumbered
By the figure of one
Would the emptiness numb her
Or should I say I'm done?
It's a fine line to tread
Are the signs true enough?
Cause it cuts me to threads
And you know it sets me off
Feeling like a nicotine patch
Am I just a waste?
It's an itch you must scratch
You're craving the taste
If nicotine is what he is to you
What am I, but a burden, to do?
We have history, what do you have?
I was here first but I always come last
This is reality, you can't get what you want
I thought we were something, but I guess that I was wrong
I think what you need is a wake-up call
Feeling like a nicotine patch
Am I just a waste?
It's an itch you must scratch
You're craving the taste
If nicotine is what he is to you
What am I, but a burden, to do?
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Writer(s): Kameron Tovey
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