daily dose of danger

The crick in my neck
How to describe this feeling
What do you expect?
You've got me balls to the ceiling
And I fall into your web

Do I have a choice?
Whether to stay or go now
When your little voice
Has burrowed and whispers so loud
You're in my head
Can I blame my nature?
You are my daily dose of danger

To call you coquette
Makes me a notch collected
A lit cigarette
The burn that becomes infected
With every breath

I know what to do
If my aim was safety solely
But all that eschewed
The hell with you feels so holy
To flirt with death

Not love but stranger
You are my daily dose of danger