Relapse

Soon as you think you have it all together A gust of wind knocks down the house of cards I thought I was starting to get the hang of me but now I don't know which hand I'm playing Holding a full hand only to get straight flushed down the toilet The tissue is gone because I've been crying and blowing my nose like I'm sick Well, I'm sick of you So, sick I run right back to you I can't shake this cold from the shivers of loneliness And you're only a text away Another road to you filling potholes with broken concrete Feels like my heart is set in stone because it's hard to move away from you Even though it's better for you... I say to myself Well, this will be the last time Which is what I said the last time Lying to myself to feel better about the poison I continue to digest as if it's healthy for me Maybe you're good for me Lying to myself p.s. when are you going to tell the truth...