Is it dark enough yet ?

Same drugs

We don't do the same drugs no more
different people, different drugs
I realized that I chose to love you and I chose to continue to be hurt by you
By your empty presence
I kept thinking that maybe you were still on them, but I'm the only one addicted
The drugs were my pain meds and my high all at once
The hair, your smell, the thought of being in between your thighs
I was wrong about you
Apparently you have the power to turn down the pill
that you'd have once given your life for
You have the ability to move on
Try new drugs, but I wasn't strong enough