Withdrawal Symptoms Lyrics & Chords By Skint & Demoralised

Ignoring apprehension and the hurt that they're bound to 'cause
With innocent intentions as they flirt without a pause
And what makes it even worse is there's nothing that he can do
Just like romance in reverse it's left him feeling black and blue
And their subtle innuendo's lead to endless nights of passion
Developing some feelings in a rather awkward fashion
From the moment they first met when in a crowded room they kissed
To the way he strokes her neck with a touch so soft she just can't resist
And their hearts are moving nearer as they're torn apart by the distance
Connections 'coming clearer as they battle-on with resistance
And the simple smell of perfume or the sound of her beautiful voice
And the thing that makes it harder is that they know that there's simply no choice
His passion overwhelms him and he's desperate for one more fix
And no matter what she tells him, he'll be wary of every one of her little tricks
And it's blatantly apparent every time that they meet
That just half-an-hour later, they'll be back beneath the sheets
And his friends don't understand why he's still pining for this stranger
And he'll just one more kiss when every time he's left in danger
And she pulls him in further and further every time
He drops his boxing guard
He just about forgets her, and then it hits him
Three times as hard
And their hearts are moving nearer as they're torn apart by the distance
Connections 'coming clearer, as they battle-on with resistance
And the simple smell of perfume or the sound of her beautiful voice
And the thing that makes it harder, is that they know that there's simply no choice
And their contact is irregular, but he knows it's for the best
And by sending drunken texts to her she's hardly gonna be impressed
Instead he's treading carefully and ignoring what he hears
From her so-called fucking friends
A tight-rope of emotion, there's only one way this can end...
And their hearts are moving nearer as they're torn apart by the distance
Connections 'coming clearer, as they battle-on with resistance
And the simple smell of perfume or the sound of her beautiful voice
And the thing that makes it harder
Is that they know that there's simply no choice