[00:00.00] 作曲 : Will Joseph Cook
[00:00.31]Babe you're a habit
[00:05.31]A stacked cigarette packet
[00:09.26]And your kisses are matches
[00:12.69]Not nicotine patches
[00:15.10]
[00:15.90]You're in my bloodstream
[00:18.30]But no syringe can get you in or out
[00:23.21]'Cause baby you're more than that
[00:27.69]You're an overdose, a heart attack
[00:29.79]
[00:29.80]I feel nothing when I'm alone
[00:35.30]Baby you bring it on
[00:37.24]I miss the way
[00:43.69]
[00:44.55]I smell my clothes and think of you
[00:48.29]Close my eyes and hope that you'll materialize
[00:56.57]I think I've got problems
[01:00.40]I think I've got problems, babe
[01:03.83]I think I've got a problem with you
[01:07.27]
[01:10.13]My vision is blurred
[01:13.83]My diction is slurred
[01:17.50]You can tell it from my step
[01:21.30]Now you can smell it on my breath
[01:23.66]
[01:24.81]No breathalyzer is required
[01:32.30]'Cause I can barely hold my head straight up
[01:38.07]
[01:38.10]I feel nothing when I'm alone
[01:43.65]Baby you bring it on
[01:45.55]I miss the way
[01:52.60]
[01:52.84]I smell my clothes and think of you
[01:56.68]Close my eyes and hope that you'll materialize
[02:04.66]I think I've got problems
[02:08.43]I think I've got problems, babe
[02:12.15]I think I've got a problem with you
[02:16.91]
[02:20.90]And I'm down on my knees
[02:27.43]And I'm craving release
[02:34.73]And I'm craving release
[02:40.35]
[02:40.86]I smell my clothes and think of you
[02:44.67]Close my eyes and hope that you'll materialize
[02:52.70]I think I've got problems
[02:56.38]I think I've got problems, babe
[03:00.16]I think I've got a problem with you

作曲 : Will Joseph Cook
Babe you're a habit
A stacked cigarette packet
And your kisses are matches
Not nicotine patches
You're in my bloodstream
But no syringe can get you in or out
'Cause baby you're more than that
You're an overdose, a heart attack
I feel nothing when I'm alone
Baby you bring it on
I miss the way
I smell my clothes and think of you
Close my eyes and hope that you'll materialize
I think I've got problems
I think I've got problems, babe
I think I've got a problem with you
My vision is blurred
My diction is slurred
You can tell it from my step
Now you can smell it on my breath
No breathalyzer is required
'Cause I can barely hold my head straight up
I feel nothing when I'm alone
Baby you bring it on
I miss the way
I smell my clothes and think of you
Close my eyes and hope that you'll materialize
I think I've got problems
I think I've got problems, babe
I think I've got a problem with you
And I'm down on my knees
And I'm craving release
And I'm craving release
I smell my clothes and think of you
Close my eyes and hope that you'll materialize
I think I've got problems
I think I've got problems, babe
I think I've got a problem with you