Addicton

addiction, but when you finally did you didn't skip a beat, or alter 
your inflection. Where do you live? You change your home so fast, I got 
you penciled in and then you're gone, your hand is out but I've got 
nothing left to give you, except perhaps some words to get you through 
this. I'm sick of enabling you and you can sense it, you glance around 
as if for the cops, whatever you've stolen I won't fence it, you know 
you're nothing without your props.