I'm the one hooked up to the musical IV. I'm in love with all the things I know I should resist. I'll be the salt in your wounds, the soundtrack to your misery, and your worst enemy. I count my dreams in one hand, I hold my past in the other. I'm the lies inside your head and the voice you refuse to hear. I'm easy to talk to, hard to forget; the best to find, the hardest to keep. I thirst for knowledge and hunger for attention. I smile just as much as I breathe. Take me or leave me, love me or hate me.