our lips gently touch
your arm is wrapped around my waist
lost in the depths of your eyes
thinking how sweet your lips taste

your my bad habit
your my guilty pleasure
i'm trying to give you up
but your worth is without measure

your my dirty little secret
my brand new obsession
my guilty pleasure
this is my confession

like a junkie 
i'm addicted to u
your my drug of choice
a craving no matter what i do

hours spent on the phone
deep in real conversation
wrapped in your arms
complete relaxtion

I meet you at the beach
sitting in the sand
laughing and kissing slowly
then walking hand in hand

a simple hug makes me wish
that there was much more
more than just me in my bed
waiting for u to walk through the door

ur not a god by any means
yet u r kind, strong, and smart
you've been my bad habit 
from the very start

so here i am getting high off of u
taking all of you in
breathing in your essence
with nothing but a grin

your another bad habit
my brand new obsession
my guilty little pleasure
this is my confession