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