This morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face
 smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction
 hush baby, speak softly, tell me I’ll be sorry that you
 pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me
 try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me
 run out the room and I’ll follow 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 startin’ to lose count
 but together, we’ll live forever, we found the youth fountain
 our love is crazy, we’re nuts, but I refused counselin’
 this house is too huge, if you move out I’ll burn all two thousand
 square feet 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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