Texty: Ronan Keating. Ronan. Addicted.

Just one more kiss and I'll be gone
I won't write, I won't call you no more girl
I swear that I'll be strong

Just one more taste of you and I'll be fine
Girl I mean what I say today
But tomorrow I'll know that I was lying

'Cos baby, oh I only wish you knew
How this feeling scares me so
It's just like letting, it's just like letting go

And I guess if that's addiction then I guess that I'm addicted
And I guess that I'm your junkie, fair enough
(I'm addicted)
And I guess if that's addiction then I guess that I'm your junkie
And I guess that I'm just strung out on your love

Girl I can't sleep in these wet sheets
'Cos I've got hot flushes, cold sweats
And a hunger that's making me weak

So hit me up with your best stuff
All I need is a damn bag of attention
And maybe an ounce of your trust

'Cos letting go is harder than you know
I'm tearing out my heart to give my heart to you
As you walk right out of view

And I guess if that's addiction then I guess that I'm addicted
And I guess that I'm your junkie, fair enough
(I'm addicted)
And I guess if that's addiction then I guess that I'm your junkie
And I guess that I'm just strung out on your love

You go through my heart and through my soul
Like a river gone out of control
You take my resolve and wash it all away
All away, all away

And I guess if that's addiction then I guess that I'm addicted
And I guess that I'm your junkie, fair enough
(I'm addicted)
And I guess if that's addiction then I guess that I'm your junkie
And I guess that I'm just strung out on your love
And I guess if that's addiction

Don't walk away baby
Don't walk away baby
Don't walk away baby
Don't walk away

I'm addicted, yeah yeah
I'm addicted, yeah yeah
I'm addicted, yeah yeah
And I'm addicted, yeah

And I'm addicted, yeah yeah
And I'm addicted, yeah yeah
And I'm addicted, yeah yeah
And I'm addicted, yeah yeah