Addicted

I'm addicted to the pain you cause
Though I swore
I'll never walk through faulty doors
But to escape the world, I'll endure
The familiar steps down the gallows

The roses shower down
It's scent sweet as the promises endowed
Hatred blurred, hands reaching out
Thorns poked, yet fingers firmly grasped around

Bruised, bleeding and defeated
I stumble out the faulty door, cheated
Roses- I should have buried, and doors- bolted
But no, blinded I was, I treasured
Every memory, every picture we painted
Doesn't matter if they have faded
'Cause to the pain I'm addicted