my habit

my plans each day 

revolve around you

my schedule depends 

on whatever you do

you prey daily upon

my tortured mind

but my habit doesn't

care about time

it doesn't care about your body

your spirit or your soul

my habit only wants

complete control

so I keep using

even though it's no good

I cannot quit

even though I should

          there must be a way

          to salvage my brain

          my habit has got me

          and I know I'm to blame

I know that I can't

take good care of myself

I know there are ways

to get me some help

but I will not listen

to someone diagnose

all I do is wait

for the very next dose

          there must be a way

          to salvage my brain

          my habit has got me

          and I know I'm to blame

everyday I think

I'm going to try

but by the end of the day

hope has passed me by

I've begged for forgiveness

I've been down on my knees

but I am enslaved

to this wretched disease

          there must be a way

          to salvage my brain

          addiction has got me          

          and I know I'm to blame