Addicted lyrics

Artist  : Wheeler Cheryl 
Song : Addicted



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														   Cheryl Wheeler

"Addicted"



She says she hates to sleep alone, but she'll do
it tonight.

She wants to grab her telephone, but she knows it
ain't right.

So if he won't call, she'll survive, and if he
don't care, she'll get by.

Climb into bed, bury her head, and cry.



From the beginning he was all anyone could have
been.

They were delirious with love; they were certain
to win.

Now he's breaking plans more and more, and he's
leaving notes on her door.

Took a trip out of town, couldn't turn this one
down; He said, "I guess I

  should have told you before." 



She says she feels like she's addicted to a real
bad thing,

Always sitting, waiting, wondering if the phone
will ring,

She knows she bounces like a yo-yo when he pulls
her string,

It hurts to feel like such a fool.

She wants to tell him not to call or come around
again,

He doesn't need her now at all the way that she
needs him.

She's on the edge about to fall from leaning out
and in,

And she don't know which way to move.



She wants to be fair; she couldn't say he was
ever unkind,

But if she could bear to walk away, she thinks he
wouldn't mind

'Cause he just keeps himself so apart and there's
no one else in her heart,

So she's taking a dive from an emotional high and
coming down hard.



She's determined to try, but she'll still give in
when he gives her a call.

She'll ask herself why, but in the end it won't
matter at all.

Sure, she could sit at home, stay inside and
sleep alone with her pride

And as she walks out that door, she feels as weak
as before with nothing to

  hide.



She says she feels like she's addicted to a real
bad thing,

Always sitting, waiting, wondering if the phone
will ring,

She knows she bounces like a yo-yo when he pulls
her string,

It hurts to feel like such a fool.

She wants to tell him not to call or come around
again,

He doesn't need her now at all the way that she
needs him.

She's on the edge about to fall from leaning out
and in,

And she don't know which way to move.



She says she feels like she's addicted to a real
bad thing,

Always sitting, waiting, wondering if the phone
will ring,

She knows she bounces like a yo-yo when he pulls
her string,

It hurts to feel like such a fool.

And she don't know which way to move.

It hurts to feel like such a fool