Think Of You (MS MR)

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 I still think of you And all the shit you put me through And I know you were wrong I still think of you And all the shit you put me through And I know now, I know you were wrong You made pain your lover Infidelity not discrete I knew you found another How could I compete Abusive words cover me like dust I waited to know for sure You only give what was lost Dark clouds follow you around Your own worst enemy You only picked me up to bring me down Down, down, down, down