You knew the risk… Still you came back hungry. Don’t blame the flame because you touched it. Walk in the room, yeah, she feels that spark, Heart rate jumpin’ like a shot in the dark. Tryna keep cool, but I see her shake, That hit of me always makes her ache. I’m the taste she swears she’s gonna quit, But one more drip and she’s deep in it. Every “never again” is a pretty lie She leaves, but her dopamine says try. One look and she can’t stay clean, Two breaths and she’s back on me. She hates the pull but loves the rush I’m the drug she never flush. Caught up in the chemistry, the dopamine high, You’re the reason I fall / you’re the reason you fly. Every touch is a hit we both can’t shake, Chasin’ a thrill neither one of us makes. Dealt and drugged by the way that we feel This love ain’t love, it’s the poison that heals. Try to break free, but the truth don’t lie… We’re addicted, addicted to the dopamine high. I blame myself for the nights I stayed, For mistaking your rush for something made. You were the spark that lit my brain, Now I’m stuck with the ghost of your flame. You played the dealer, and I played blind, Thought your touch meant you were mine. Now the comedown cuts like knives inside I shake, I break, but I still rewind. One lie and I’m craving you slow, Two days and I hit that low. Three tries just to walk away But I relapse when you say my name. Caught up in the chemistry, the dopamine high, You’re the reason I fall / you’re the reason you fly. Every touch is a hit we both can’t shake, Chasin’ a thrill neither one of us makes. Dealt and drugged by the way that we feel This love ain’t love, it’s the poison that heals. Try to break free, but the truth don’t lie… We’re addicted, addicted to the dopamine high. You say “I’m done,” but you still crave me. You say “I’m poison,” but you still take me. You’re my chaos, my favourite sting. You’re my tremor, my crash, my ring. We swear we’ll break it, but never do The high hits hard when we say we’re through. Locked in a cycle we can’t outrun, Two hearts chasing what’s already done. No cure, no rehab, no goodbye Just your hit, my fix, and a lullaby. We don’t wanna need it, but we still comply… Yeah, addicted addicted to the dopamine high.
