Dear Cocaine (Crossfade)

Dear cocaine, I'm not your bitch Dear cocaine, I'm not your whore... anymore I hate the day we ever met The times with you I'll just forget So dear cocaine, quit calling me The phone is off and I'm fast asleep I can't recall when we last slept The times with you I'll just regret What can I say, I said I'm not your bitch Or should I say, I'm not your whore... anymore I'm not your whore... anymore I'm coming down... Dear cocaine, you're not my friend Dear cocaine this is the end 'Cause I missed the days, when I used to smile When life was simple and so alive So dear cocaine, don't follow me Don't turn around, don't say a thing to me Let me go, 'cause I know That I could do this on my own Dear cocaine, I'm not your whore... anymore I'm not your whore... anymore I'm coming down... Down... I'm coming down... I'm coming down... I'm not your whore... anymore I'm not your whore... anymore I'm coming down...