Stole her daddies credit card
Made a laundry list of things
Burned down the internet connection
Tried to find the darkest dreams
She spent hrs in the comfort
That can only be found in her skin
A voyuer of the most honest kind
Pictures take her mind's eye in
She was addicted to porn
Addicted to the way it might be
She was addicted to the storm
Addicted to the feeling she couldn't see
Her computer freezes up like a winter night
Blames the ppl who look at her wrong
All the slaves to her master voice
And that is why i'm writing this song
Can you see the way she pulls the light in
Standing through the fallout without a scratch
Picking out pieces of what the wind brings home
Hear she's doing better since she's been on the patch
She was addicted to porn
Addicted to the way it might be
She was addicted to the storm
Addicted to the feeling she couldn't see
