You are my weakness
Please tell me your secret
And save me a fortune in tears
‘Cause I can’t get enough, you see
Like some kind of junkie
Whose drug all too quickly disappears
Along with three damn years
Oh, I’m empty handed here

But if love was free
Imagine how rich I’d be
Cause I wouldn’t have wasted all I had on you
And even though it costs so much
I’m a debtor for one last touch
My good sense is wasted when it comes to you

I’ve begged and I’ve borrowed
To bargain sweet sorrow
‘Cause the ration of sweetness was so sweet, however fleeting
Well, I’ve learned that you can’t live
On a diet of wishes
They’re as empty as your words seem
So it’s a mystery
How you’ve got a hold on me

But if love was free
Imagine how rich I’d be
‘Cause I wouldn’t have wasted all I had on you
And even though it costs so much
I’m a debtor for one last touch
My good sense is wasted when it comes to you
Oh, I’m wasted
Oh, I’m wasted
Baby, I’m totally wasted on you

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words and music by Shannon Curtis
published by Shannon K (ASCAP)
all rights reserved; lyrics reprinted by permission