TRYING TO QUIT YOU

Name: TRYING TO QUIT YOU
Duration: 238 s
Description: TRYING TO QUIT YOU by mBaileyz. Five addictions take the chair at a recovery meeting and confess what they did to us — and what we keep doing back.

Five addictions take the chair at a recovery meeting and confess what they did to us — and what we keep doing back.

More listening destinations

YouTube Music Spotify artist page Apple Music artist page Deezer artist page UnitedMasters catalog

Words from the artist’s archive

TRYING TO QUIT YOU lyrics

Artist-supplied lyric sheet, matched by title. The sheet may differ from this released performance. Production notes and alternate promotional cuts are omitted.

Read the lyric sheet

Intro

Circle up. New faces, old habits. If you brought a higher power, put it on silent. Name the thing you cannot stop returning to. Five hands went up. None of them were human.

Verse 1

Name's Nicotine - day one - don't clap; I need a break. You call me after dinner like I owe your hands a shake. I changed my number; you bought cartons by the case. My damage wears a warning; you press it to your face. My sponsor barred the porch. You called the porch a step. I sold five minutes' peace; your lungs collected debt.

Verse 2

I'm Alcohol - ninety days, or maybe nine. Then somebody raised a glass and called the relapse mine. You blame me for the text, the dance, the dented door. I was corked behind the bar. Who ordered four? I sell courage by the ounce with morning interest due. I know exactly what I do - do you?

Chorus

We're trying to quit you Got a chip, got a sponsor, got a seat We swear we hit rock bottom Then your hand puts us within reach We're trying to get clean of you But you make need look too much like love We been trying to quit y'all for years You keep relapsing on us

Verse 3

Caffeine checking in, no pause, no foam, Alarm, palm, kettle, cup, car, office, home. You draft me for the meeting, then blame me for the shake. You call the third one focus and the fourth one a mistake. My sponsor hid the kettle; you installed one by your desk. I quit you on a Monday. Tuesday ordered extra strength.

Verse 4

Name's Gambling. Odds are I am done. I bet my one-day chip on making day one. My sponsor said avoid chance; I put his name in a pool. I took one step from the table, laid the next one on the spread. I make a math problem wear a promise and a grin. You make next month's rent audition for a win. I can own the loaded wheel. Can you own the hand? We call each other lucky when we know where it lands.

Chorus

Verse 5

Hi, I'm Doomscroll, and this is hard to say. I blocked you for an hour. You found me anyway. You asked for one headline. I gave one more below it. You trained my feed on fear, then blamed me when I showed it. My sponsor took my charger. You borrowed one at two. My higher power vibrates each time I try to quit you. I reached rock bottom. There was more content under there. And speaking of the bottom, did you see the clip where-

Bridge

I came to hear excuses, phone glowing beneath my chair. I laughed at five confessions, then refreshed to see who cared. Nicotine sold the trigger. Alcohol sold the alibi. Caffeine sold tomorrow. Gambling sold one more try. Doomscroll sold a hallway with no bottom and no door. They studied what we reached for; we kept asking them for more. The chair slid me a chip. Your turn. Start with your name. I said, I'm only here to listen. Five voices said, That's what we say.

Chorus

Saved reading

Inside the recording

96 sampled loudness windows · 238 seconds. The white line follows the player; this is a local recording matched by title and duration, not a verified YouTube audio fingerprint.

↓ Save the sound print · scalable SVG

01 / The opening