I said I need an escape, but you won’t show me
The way out, the way out
Do you recall?
I said I needed a break, but you won’t give me
My space now, my space now
Again it’s my fault

I can feel all the sounds that you hear
I can taste all the words that you say when you’re looking at me
And when we are alone, we explode and I feel

I feel like I'm on drugs
Gettin’ me high, gettin’ me low
Is this what you call love?
Gettin’ me high, gettin’ me low
It feels like I'm on
Drugs
It feels like I'm on
Drugs

A week away, I know my head should be straight
You got me strung out, I'm strung out
I need a fix
So would you pick up the phonе, no one’s home
Is this the comеdown, the comedown
That I heard about?

I can feel all the sounds that you hear
I can taste all the words that you say when you’re looking at me
And when we are alone, we explode and I feel

I feel like I'm on drugs
Gettin’ me high, gettin’ me low
Is this what you call love?
Gettin’ me high, gettin’ me low
It feels like I'm on
Drugs
It feels like I'm on
Drugs

Is this what you call love?
It feels like I'm on drugs
Is this what you call love?
It feels like I'm on drugs

I feel like I'm on drugs
Gettin’ me high, gettin’ me low
Is this what you call love?
Gettin’ me high, gettin’ me low
It feels like I'm on
Drugs
It feels like I'm on
Drugs