Your love (yeah)
Is like (yeah!)
A drug (a drug)
A drug
A personal plug (plug!)
You were my personal plug

Your love (yeah)
Is like (yeah!)
A drug (a drug)
A drug
A personal plug (plug!)
You were my personal plug (ohh)

So you're on your way to Hollywood? (pft)
I knew this wouldn't work it never could (yeah yah)
Always my first drug of choice
But then you couldn't stand me anymore (anymore)
I spend my money on designer clothes
I don't even think about you anymore
And when i do i hide my pain in the money
And when i do i hate myself until i'm bloody
But it's okay the xanax keeps me company
But it's okay the drugs, they give me company
I really miss you but im just a f*cking junkie
Polo spray in the back, keep it strapped
When im in the f*ckin benz and im smokin on that god damn dummy
Big xen rockin Italian clothes but im in the country
Keep the paper stacked up, wrapped up like a mummy

Your love (yeah)
Is like (yeah!)
A drug (a drug)
A drug
A personal plug (plug!)
You were my personal plug

Your love (yeah)
Is like (yeah!)
A drug (a drug)
A drug
A personal plug (plug!)
You were my personal plug