It could be the cologne you use
Or the water that you bathe in
But every little thing you do
Seems like a big achievement to me
You kissed me tonight
As if it were the last night of your mouth
I remember each one
And feel the weight of a rock in my chest
It's your brown eyes
With this green streak in them
It's your child-like face
And nervous laugh
I'm addicted to you
Because your skin is a vice
Baby I'm addicted to you
I want you to let yourself love
To feel the pure pleasure of floating,
I wish the current would lift me up
Now I can't eat or sleep
Like decent people do
Your memory has stayed with me
As if it were a brooch pinned in my pillow
And you in contrast have the memory of a fish,
You don't remember anything
It's your masculine hands,
the smell of your back
It's what I can't put into words
That gives you that look
I'm addicted to you
Because your skin is a vice
Baby I'm addicted to you
I want you to let yourself love