This isn't who we are. Why, we have become monsters.
Screaming out profanities, and hoping for sweet remedies to save us from what we've become.
my god, I love you. And even the sick words that fall from your lips engage me.
you are able to hurt me like no one else, my love, my hope, my sanity.
take everything I've said, and everything I'm about to say, and disregard it immediately.
my words of hate and spite are lies, im falling downward and I've got your hand.
don't fall my love. You are the only one who is grounded, I've let this get to my head.
I know not who to turn to, you were the one who would tell me what to do.
Please, tell me what to do. This means too much to me.
I love you so much, I would never want to put you in a place you don't want to be, and if you don't want to be with me then don't allow me to believe you do.
This cant be all in vain.