Love Drug.

You might think it's just a fix,
But love and fire: bound to mix.
You wait for me--
I'll see it through.
Maybe I'm the thing for you.
Call it anger management,
but you're my sweet enamorate;
And all the breath you took away,
And all the walls I'll hold today,
And all the times I'll shake and seize,
I know it's worth your company.