Using You

Give me the hard drugs

You never think you'll be a junkie till you are one

Now my friends are telling me I've got a problem

Well, they should've told me sooner, 'cause I'm on one

And I don't think I'm getting off of

Your love

That shit is magic, psychotropic pixie moon dust

I need a little bit the minute that I wake up

And a little more at work, just a small bump

Or my head is gonna hurt

I'm using you, and I'm not mad about it

It's feeling too good for me to doubt it

Attention gets me higher than the moon

C'mon, baby, you can be the lighter to my spoon

Baby, I'm using you

Yeah, it's that good stuff

Oh, I could kill a couple fellas if they had some

When I'm empty, hit their pockets like a gold rush

And if the cops can pull me over, I'll be fired up

It's better than going to jail sober

I'm using you, and I'm not mad about it

It's feeling too good for me to doubt it

Attention gets me higher than the moon

C'mon, baby, you can be the lighter to my spoon

Baby, I'm using you

It's something in your eyes, so green and electric

Something that I should know not to mess with

If I don't want a brand-new source of addiction

But I'm fixin' to get my fix, so I'm using you

I'm using you

I'm using you

I'm using, I'm using again

I'm using you, and I'm not mad about it

It's feeling too good for me to doubt it

Attention gets me higher than the moon

C'mon, baby, you can be the lighter to my spoon

What happens if I light a little fire under you?

Baby, I'm using you