I'm Addicted
Lyrics
When did your name
Change from a word to a charm
No other sound makes the hairs stand up
On the back of my arm
All of the letters push to the front of my mouth
And saying your name is somewhere
Between a prayer and a shout
And I can't get it out
When did your name
Change from language to magic
I write it again on the back of my hand
And I know it sounds tragic
Your name's like a drug
And I can't get enough
And it fits like a glove
I'm addicted to your love
(I'm addicted to your love)
I'm addicted to your love
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted to your
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted to your love
Now that your name
Pumps like the blood in my veins
Pulse through my body igniting my mind
It's like MDMA and that's OK
Your name's like a drug
And I can't get enough
And it fits like a glove
I'm addicted to your love
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted to your
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted to your love
I need this exchange
I don't care if you think that I'm strange
Something happens to me when I hear your voice
Something happens to me and I have no choice
I need to hear your name
Everything feels so strange
I'm willing to take this chance
I need to dance
Your name's like a drug
And I can't get enough
And it fits like a glove
I'm addicted to your love
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted to your
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted to your love
MDMA, MDMA, MDMA, MDMA (I'm addicted...)
MDMA, MDMA, MDMA, MDMA
MDMA, MDMA, MDMA, MDMA (I'm addicted...)
MDMA, MDMA, MDMA, MDMA
MDMA, MDMA, MDMA, MDMA (I'm addicted...)
Credits
Written by Madonna, Alessandro "Alle" Benassi and Marco "Benny" Benassi
Produced by Madonna, Marco "Benny" Benassi and Alessandro "Alle" Benassi
Co-produced by The Demolition Crew
Mixed by Demacio "Demo" Castellon
Additional programming by Stephen "The Koz" Kozmeniuk
Album
Tour
Opening the Redemption segment of the MDNA Tour, Madonna rises up on stage dressed in a long MDNA-emblazoned dress with chainmail and a diamond-encrusted glove, as a modern-day Joan of Arc. Flanked by her dancers, who line up on the catwalk behind her, she looks like a High Priestess leading a cult ceremony. As the music builds up, the group choreography intensifies, mixing the movements of prayer and Kung Fu fighting.