love the way i hurts
on the first page of our story the future seemed so bright, then this thing turned out so evil.
i don't know why i'm still surprised, even angels have their wicked schemes
and you take that to new extremes. but you'll always be my hero even though you've lost your mind.
just gonna stand there and watch me burn, but that's alright because i like the way it hurts.
just gonna stand there and hear me cry, but thats alright because i love the way you lie.
now there's gravel in our voices, glass is shattered from the fight, and this tug of war -
you'll always win. even when i'm right. 'cause you feed me fables from your head,
with violent words and empty threats. and it's sick that all these battles are what keeps me satisfied.
so maybe i'm a masochist i try to run but i don't wanna ever leave.
til' the walls are goin' up in smoke with all our memories.
it's morning, you wake, a sunray hits you face, smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction.
hush baby, speak softly, tell me you're awfully sorry that you pushed me into the coffe table last night,
so i can push you of me. try and touch me so i can scream at you not to touch me.
run out the room and i'll follow you you like a lost puppy, baby, without you i'm nothing,
i'm so lost, hug me. then tell me how ugly i am, but that you'll always love me.
then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the destructive path that we're on. two psychopaths,
but we know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's backs, that we'll have each
other's backs, cause we're that lucky. together, we move mountains, let's not make mountains
out of molehills. you hit me twice, yeah, but who's countin'? i may have hit you three times.
i'm starting to lose count, but together, we'll live forever, we found the youth fountain.
our love is crazy, we'er nuts, but i refuse counsellin'. this house is too huge, it you move out,
i'll burn all two thousand square feel of it to the ground, ain't shit you can do about it.
with you i'm in my fuckin' mind, without you i'm out it.
i don't know why i'm still surprised, even angels have their wicked schemes
and you take that to new extremes. but you'll always be my hero even though you've lost your mind.
just gonna stand there and watch me burn, but that's alright because i like the way it hurts.
just gonna stand there and hear me cry, but thats alright because i love the way you lie.
now there's gravel in our voices, glass is shattered from the fight, and this tug of war -
you'll always win. even when i'm right. 'cause you feed me fables from your head,
with violent words and empty threats. and it's sick that all these battles are what keeps me satisfied.
so maybe i'm a masochist i try to run but i don't wanna ever leave.
til' the walls are goin' up in smoke with all our memories.
it's morning, you wake, a sunray hits you face, smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction.
hush baby, speak softly, tell me you're awfully sorry that you pushed me into the coffe table last night,
so i can push you of me. try and touch me so i can scream at you not to touch me.
run out the room and i'll follow you you like a lost puppy, baby, without you i'm nothing,
i'm so lost, hug me. then tell me how ugly i am, but that you'll always love me.
then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the destructive path that we're on. two psychopaths,
but we know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's backs, that we'll have each
other's backs, cause we're that lucky. together, we move mountains, let's not make mountains
out of molehills. you hit me twice, yeah, but who's countin'? i may have hit you three times.
i'm starting to lose count, but together, we'll live forever, we found the youth fountain.
our love is crazy, we'er nuts, but i refuse counsellin'. this house is too huge, it you move out,
i'll burn all two thousand square feel of it to the ground, ain't shit you can do about it.
with you i'm in my fuckin' mind, without you i'm out it.
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