involved with you

I dont want to be involved with you but I see you all the time. if I like to enjoy you once in awhile can that really be a crime. what the fuck was going through my mind. I just wasted most of my life. all you ever did was bring me down. telling me you would always be there for me, but that turned out to be a big lie. when we started out, we used to have a fun. now i can't even look you in the eye, without feeling so depressed. can this really be the end of us. once its done there's no looking back. no matter how sweet you taste and fit right into my hands. you make me sick to my stomach. but I can't tell you how much that I love it. my brain hurts thinking about you. but I have to let you go because I know my value. once you're gone I don't have to worry about you controlling my life anymore. you would always get past around in the party like a big ass mother fucken whore. I dont mean to break your heart, but I found somebody else. she goes by the name of Mary Jane. being around you makes me ashamed. and the next person that picks you up, is just going to be the same thing. so I guess I got to man up and say that alcohol is her name. announcing your addiction out loud isn't easy, but it makes you really brave. dropping the bottle thinking about the life that you fucken saved.