Think of You (HAERTS Remix)
You got high off my devotion
We caught as you crutch
Black some sick of potion
I was addicted to your touch
Carried your weight the misplaced way
Had the burden of hate
The decadence of decay
You made pain your lover
Infidelity not discrete
I knew you found another
How could I compete
You only give what was lost
Abusive words cover me like dust
I waited to know for sure
You only give what was lost