I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now it's a steel knife in my windpipe
I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight
High off the love, drunk from my hate
It's like I'm huffin' paint and I love it the more I suffer, I suffocate
And right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates m
She ****in' hates me and I love it
Wait! Where're you going? I'm leaving you
No, you ain't. Come back! we're running right back
Here we go again
It's so insane 'cause when it's going good, it's going great.
I'm superman with the wind in his back
She's Lois Lane, but when it's bad, it's awful
I feel so ashamed, I snap
Who's that dude? I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her. I never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength