An addiction

You know what you are to me? 

You're like a cigarette. 

At first I try it once 

be it for the excitement 

or for the thrill.

i choke on my first puff 

but curiosity gets me trying again 

then it starts to taste better 

and better

and before I know it I get addicted

more and more each day 

i know it's bad for me 

I know it's no good

so I try to stop 

i get determined and 

the naive me 

thinks I can do it 

it's good for the first hour 

but it gets harder 

and harder 

and soon enough I give in 

I start again 

more than ever 

finally I'm forced to stop

but I can't 

so I bargain

I bargain for perhaps 

a stick per day

and again, 

at first all is well

then I start to take it for granted 

and I do it again 

more and more each day 

- 

I lose you, I bargain 

I get you back, I take for granted 

I'm not a smoker

and neither are you a cigarette 

but you are an addiction 

and i never should have started 

even if i do regret it 

even if I admit you're no good for me 

i can't stop