This heartache is a drug,
I swoon to the floor.
The relapse hits me harder,
My mind is spacing out,
And again I'm left unsure.
Suddenly a light appears before me,
Is this the end of my suffer?
What doesn't tear apart;
Surely makes love tougher.
She was here, now she's not,
Oh, there she goes again.
Here she is, no she's not;
Somebody make this end.
I swoon to the floor.
The relapse hits me harder,
My mind is spacing out,
And again I'm left unsure.
Suddenly a light appears before me,
Is this the end of my suffer?
What doesn't tear apart;
Surely makes love tougher.
She was here, now she's not,
Oh, there she goes again.
Here she is, no she's not;
Somebody make this end.