Addicted To You

It must be the perfume you use
Or the water you bathe with
But every little thing you do
It seems like a feat to me.

you kissed me that night
As if it were the only day of your mouth
Every time I remember
I feel the weight of a rock in my chest

Are your brown eyes
With that greenish vein
It's your baby face
And that nervous laugh

I'm addicted to you
Because your skin is a vice
Baby I'm addicted to you
I want you to let yourself be loved

I'm addicted to you
Because your skin is a vice
Baby I'm addicted to you
I want you to let yourself be loved

For the pure pleasure of floating
Now if the current took me
I can't sleep or eat anymore
Like decent people do

Your memory has remained
Just like a brooch pinned to my pillow
And you, on the other hand, have the memory of a fish
You don't remember anything

They are your man's hands
and the smell of your back
What has no name
Your look achieved it

I'm addicted to you
Because your skin is a vice
Baby I'm addicted to you
I want you to let yourself be loved

I'm addicted to you
Because your skin is a vice
Baby I'm addicted to you
I want you to let yourself be loved